Not The Same

By some miracle, Derek had managed to keep on living without Emily in his life. He was now in the fourth week without her there. Despite having a few moments of weakness here and there. Where he had found himself wanting to see her. Not caring what it would cost.

Just wanting to lay eyes on her, and reassure himself that she was alright. Derek had made it through. Sure, there had been that one very wild time where he'd had to actually stop himself from buying Emily's apartment building. And then moving in to the apartment next to hers. That would have been all types of crazy and creepy. Luckily, common sense and reason had taken over, and he had been able to stop himself from becoming a stalker.

Now he was doing absolutely fine.