[Trigger Warning: Mentions of s*ic*de. Read at your own discretion.]
So many excuses were made, and so many chances were taken. However, the outcome was the same as ever. He was still going to end himself. She was still going to lose him.
They had inevitably reached the US and were standing on the very string of moments that Nancy had wished to break.
Marco had texted Nancy earlier that everyone would be there to receive Samuel. She didn't like the idea since he was going to leave soon anyway.
A flood of thoughts engulfed Nancy's head, and somehow, he noticed it right away. With their luggage in one hand, while walking down the long halls of the airport, Samuel's hand naturally reached out for hers.
She looked down at their hands, interlocked together almost as if they were to never separate. But it was the epitome of lies because he wasn't going to stay no matter what.
