He’d loved her from the moment they’d met. He saw it in her eyes - he was sure she was destined for him. But she was broken and their timing was off, so he waited an entire year.
And now, he had wrapped a hand around the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss. It was everything he’d imagined and wanted it to be for the last 365 days. He felt like he was on top of the world. He felt like all of the waiting was finally worth it.
But then, he pulled away, and he saw it in her eyes before her lids had even fully lifted. She needed another year alone. She still wasn’t ready. So, they smiled politely at each other and went on with the night.
“Happy New Year,” he told her.
“Happy New Year,” she said.
— excerpt from an unfinished book #135 // “I’d love you but I need another year alone” - 7