"Where were you?" I asked as I gazed wonderingly at one who had caused me such pain yet could still make me feel so good. "I was so worried."
"I'm sorry," Marcus said, holding me closer, and leaning forwards to kiss my forehead. "Something ... came up."
"What? I wanted to say goodbye to you - you're the most important person in my life."
"Don't worry about it," he told me. "I'm never going to let it happen again."
"You'd better not," I said, trying my best to sound disapproving but really only capable of feeling relief due to his presence here, on my sofa, in my new house, a new resident, the one I'd loved for so long that I couldn't bear the thought of ever being away from him.
I snuggled into his warmth and buried my head in his chest. Here was where I belonged. Here I could escape the world with its ideas that such things as hate and despair could exist. With Marcus I was safe. Happy. Understood. Words could truly not describe how gratifying yet amazing it was to be his girlfriend.
"I missed you," I told him, my words coming out slightly fuzzy due to the fact I was speaking into his shirt. "Even though it was barely a day, I missed you."
"I know, Rose. Me too."
"Don't leave me again."
"Hey - it was you who was going to leave me, remember?"
"I know. But don't leave me. I love you."
"I love you too, Rose," he said, making my heart swell with contentment. "I love you too."