Chapter 53

Richie takes a step closer to me, his eyes never leaving mine, he tugs a strand of hair behind my eyes. "Do you remember the time I told you that I can read your eyes?" He inquires. Lost in his gaze I slowly nod, I recall that day, it was when he proposed to me.

"Well, I read them now and it says you wish the same thing I do. You want to be with me as much as I do." He says; his breath brushing against my face.

Richie is right, I do. I really do want to be with him and If there is anything in this world that bothers me the most is not being with him. I never thought I will ever say this but it’s true. I feel lost when I’m not with him. It’s almost like a part of me is missing, and I'm wandering aimlessly through life without a clear sense of direction. I wish, I just wish I can fill that missing part and roll the past off my back but I can’t do that. It hurts as much as it’s hard to just forget about everything and move on. I don’t think I will be able to do that even when hell free