Camila's fingers hovered over the phone, her heart rhythm syncing with the pulsating vibration of message notifications. Each one a promise or a piercing reminder. With hesitant taps, she opened Travis' message first.

　　"Hope you enjoyed the flowers" - that's all it said, but in those simple words, Camila heard the warmth of his voice, felt the safety of his embrace. She smiled faintly, until doubt crept into the corners of her lips, pulling them down. Travis hadn't mentioned ...