Thalia

I walked—more like waddled—to the living room and slowly sat down on the couch to relieve my sore lower back. The sigh that escaped my lips as I leaned my torso on the back-rest of the sofa was unpreventable.

Two years, huh. Days had flown so fast since reuniting with Ryder, maybe because of how hastily-paced his life that he swept me into was, or it could be that every day with him was not enough for me to express how much I love him. Or I was too happy to be with him ...