08-26-2014, 12:59 PM
The only sound was the sound of their shoes on the snow walk and the slight breeze ruffling the branches overhead. He let her words sink in. He understood what she was saying. It had been years and they had likely come to terms with her 'death' though they likely thought of her often. That loss would always be there, he knew. He knew that from experience.
He looked at her wanting to say something, but held back. Not yet. He didn't have a right to push her. He'd support her. Though he did hope that one day she might change her mind. Getting their daughter back from the dead would be a wonderful thing. Maybe one day.
He put his arm around her and pulled her to him, kissing her on the forehead. "I love you Ayden."
He looked at her wanting to say something, but held back. Not yet. He didn't have a right to push her. He'd support her. Though he did hope that one day she might change her mind. Getting their daughter back from the dead would be a wonderful thing. Maybe one day.
He put his arm around her and pulled her to him, kissing her on the forehead. "I love you Ayden."