Forty Five

“Wow, so cool.” An excited Isabella rushed to the window side which displayed a beautiful scene of the city ahead. “It would be nice to sit by this view, don’t you think?”

Who could have ever thought such a simple thing would make him see Isabella’s spark again even for a moment? Charles wondered as he watched the woman stare dreamily at the faraway lights like they were unusually beautiful stars. 

“Do you stare out of this place often?” she asked the man who stood in a corner just beside a guitar like shaped artwork, his eyes watching her as she eagerly leaned further. 

Closing his eyes as he finally saw it coming together, Charles let out a small sound of satisfaction. It really was coming together. Things were beginning to seem as they should have always been.

Him and his lovely woman, finally alone, away from their troubles, in his home wh