…there is a final chapter.
It felt as though Elizabeth and I were simply two strangers living in the same home. Meals were silent affairs; each of us simply caught up in our own thoughts. 846 more words
They say that when one door closes another one opens.
This was Conor. Conor Kenny. We had been together since our early High School years. Everyone I knew had called it ‘love at first sight’, and had been convinced that we’d get married once we had left school. 1,015 more words