Is that not enough of a reason to believe that I love you, for being you? XXX We stare at each other for a second and I take in just how tired he looks. I know that he sees a young woman standing before him with pleading eyes, but she isn’t the daughter that he’s lost. He tilts his head in confirmation and holds his arm out in an ‘after you’ gesture. The idyllic relationship between two people who decide they love each other enough to be together until the ultimate end. Of their own accord, my hands drift toward my belly. I have made my choice. Were those glimpses of my other life?
