The warmth. It is so nice to feel the warmth of a person who is dear to you. Hear the measured beat of his heart, smell his scent.
Emily wanted to dissolve in this warmth, to forget about everything that had happened in two days.
Her life has turned upside down and back. Her own gullibility let her down, throwing her from heaven into the very abyss of despair.
She was grateful to God that everything turned out to be untrue. It was unacceptable for her to change key life values even for the sake of a loved one.
"Do you know what my favorite shade is?" the man asked and, without waiting for the girl's answer, answered himself, "Lavender. That was the color of your hair when I noticed you."
Emily froze in his arms. Seven years ago. This was the first and last time she allowed herself to dye her hair so brightly. Parents and grandmother were shocked. So was Peter. Only Kelly supported her.