RENEE

The sun hung low over us as Nicole, and I jogged through the streets hand in hand, and a gentle breeze brushed our hair back from our faces.

The city was bustling, with a few people milling about on street corners or in restaurants, others rushing past the sidewalk with their hands tucked into their coats, and my eyes washed over everywhere.

I could add couples loitering, and a sly smile crossed my lips as I remembered I'd be seeing Robert soon.

It was only yesterday that he'd ...