On Christmas day, Eli and I decide to go to London. Since my last ice skating event turned out to be a fail, he decided to surprise me with a trip.We slip into easy conversation on the train. "Are you excited to try again?" Eli is playing with my fingers. Since our conversation yesterday, there has been a solemn cloud hanging over our relationship. "I don't mind trying again but I can do without the sprain wrist." I flex my wrist in remembrance. It no longer hurt. "I won't let you get hurt, I promise." He lifts my hand to his mouth and kiss it. A smile spread across my face. I know without a doubt that I love him. I want more days with him and I taking trips together and going on adventures. We get to the rink and Eli helps me lace up my skates. He takes my hand and leads me to the ice

