Chapter Twelve
September has begun. My time in England is coming to an end. I feel that every day I awaken next to Benjamin Lyons and realize that our final days are slipping by too fast. I hate endings. And as for this one, I never imagined how these three months would end. I never considered that I’d be filled with so many mixed emotions, so many conflicting desires. I want to stay, I want to leave, I want to be with him forever, but I’m not at all sure how that world work, if it could work. I have a family at home and he’s in England. It seems impossible. And on the other hand, I’m not really sure what he’s feeling.
For the first time the word love seems to be on the tip of my tongue. It’s razor sharp and bound to cut hard and deep. But the closer we get to the final week, I know that
