I remember losing hope

A thousand emotions threatened to come to the surface. Of course she’d known there was a chance they might see each other, might even talk, but no matter how many times she tried to imagine all the scenarios, she still wasn’t quite prepared when Rene did make his way over to her and speak. In some ways he looked just the same he had that fateful day they’d found out that they found out Claude’s family had called off the engagement. Maybe a bit more tired, was he taking care of himself, probably not.

In her mind she was thinking, ‘it’s you, it’ll always be you’, but then her wedding flashed through her mind. She’d stayed outside the ceremony longer than she was supposed, before making her entrance as the blushing bride. Hoping above all hopes that Rene would appear and whisk her away, despite everything that was going on, that he would find SOME way to get to her, but that moment hadn’t come, so she was left with just walking down the aisle to a doomed fate with a terrible man.

She tried to compose herself, flashed a smile, taking her eyes off the family she was there to spy on for just a few moments. What did she even say to the man who still made her heart leap and flutter, even after all this time, what could she possibly say. She cleared her throat, tipped her head and smiled warmly.

Dear Rene, you are too kind. You look, tired? She wanted to ask him if he was getting enough sleep, wanted to ask him if he was taking care of himself. She worried, she would always worry and always want to take care of him. Their souls were intwined in a way that would never untangle, no matter how much time passed or how awful life was to them.