Jessica and Will stood in the crowd staring at the two clones floating above the Kremlin. The Russians hadn’t been aggressive towards the invaders. The crowd seemed content. It was nice, the weather was perfect, not too hot or cold. There was a slight breeze and Will thought he smelled something sweet in the air.
“Do you love me?” he asked her. She shook her head. “What, now you want to do this?” He shrugged. “It has been ten years. I know, I remember. You said you were going to focus on yourself. After you got the ring, you swore off relationships forever, but did you ever even like me?”
She looked at the ground. “Will, I don’t know. Life is complicated. You, you’ve always been great to me. I just don’t know, I need boundaries, you know,” she said.
He smiled. “I wish. Oh, I wish for a
