It's been 8 months...

"Edward, it's been 8 months since I last saw you." I said with a lone tear escaping my eyes.

He gave a small smile, "It's been that long..?" he said unsure.

That was another sting to my heart, he doesn't remember when we last met, when we holded our hands for the last time.

Clearing the memories, I focused solely on the person behind my happiness and sadness.

"Congratulations to clearing your first entrance. I'm so proud of you." I said cheerfully, indeed Edward has worked so hard doing two professional courses at the same time was not at all easy.

"Thank you, Bella." he smiled genuinely.

The smile that made me go weak in my knees.

Soon our food arrived and we digged in happily. I was so overwhelmed when he remembered about my favorite dishes - pasta, pizza and french fries.

I asked him to order food of his choice, but he was reluctant to listen and ordered it.

Old memories of laughter and love filled my gaze all over again. It was the same dish, the same person yet different feelings.

I could not feed him with my own hands....

Seeing the change from now and then hit me hard.

While leaving and walking towards the station, I holded his hands in mine. I was afraid he would pull his hands away, but he didn't.

The feel of his big palm in my small palm gave me the warmth of protection and care.

He lightly tugged my hand, but still he did and that paved way to new hopes and a big smiling heart.

We hugged each other and left for home.

The last day I saw him... My tall man was gone.... again...

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