He glanced in her direction. There was something different about her, although he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. She glided across the room in the same way she always had, but something was definitely different.
He caught himself staring at her.
“Hi,” was the only word he could speak.
“Hi,” she replied back, glancing in his direction.
She looked different. Not in a bad way, but he couldn’t remember the last time he saw her look this way. Almost as if she were completely lost in thought, away in a world unlike the physical one.
Then it struck him. He knew what had changed.
“I haven’t seen you in a while,” he stated, still looking at her.
“You see me everyday,” she replied matter-of-factely.
He stood, walking over to where she was standing.
“No, I mean really see you – look at you. You haven’t smiled in a while. I’ve missed it and I fear I might be the cause of it.”
“You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m just content. Neither here nor there.”
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.
Soon, her arms were wrapped about him too, she needed to feel safe.
“Talk to me. Honey, we’ll work it out, no matter what it is, I promise.”
She looked up into his eyes, willing the tears not to fall from her eyes.
“I’ve never been good at relationships. You’re the first man I’ve ever let into my life this much. That’s scary.”
“I scare you?” he asked confused.
“No, you don’t scare me. This scares me. Having a relationship where someone knows me as well as you know me. Having someone always around. Having a partner.”
“You’re scared of us?”
“I’m scared of what will happen if it doesn’t work out.”
“We’re not to break up. Ever.”
“How can you be so sure?” she questioned him.
He pulled her close once more, guiding her hand to his heart.
“You feel that?” he asked as he laid her hand over his heart, “you have my heart. I’m not going anywhere, no matter how scared of ‘us’ you are.”
“Do you promise?”
And for the first time, he believed him.