Becca POV
The trip back was a complete nightmare. I was thankful that Orla was there with me. I ate something, tried to sleep, and then woke up almost in tears. This time around, I felt the separation from him even more overbearing.
It was as if the oxygen was removed from my lungs, and I knew I had to get my s**t together, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to graduate and go back to him. I love him, and I am sure he loves me… I love how he is disciplined, tenacious, courageous, smart, funny, kind and caring… I love him and admire his work ethic and his resilience. I am certain he misses me as much, but he understands my dreams and is rooting for me to achieve them, despite the sacrifice it implies.
“Babes… you have to concentrate on your work, that way you will be back sooner rather th
