Arthur closed his eyes and took in the scent of salt and vegetation. But another familiar scent that had intertwined with his being that was brought to him by the downwind, overwhelmed his senses; hers.
His eyes closed to the world, he could hear the distant sound of waves crashing on the rocks and the beautiful sound of the chirping birds and the swaying trees and another sound that was heard near him; the sound of her coat fluttering in the strong sea breeze.
Iris... My love.
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Arthur, ended the call with her, and still filled with frustration, he went to his office. The more he loved her, the more he felt his suffering was and never ending.
