"Svenja?" I asked again to make sure I heard him right. I was in complete disbelief.
"Yes." He whispered. He looked more depressed than I was feeling.
"When?" I asked. I could feel my heart breaking.
"Probably within a week," Laiden said and shrugged.
"I should probably go pack," I stood up saying very robotic like.
Laiden grabbed my hand and kissed it, "I love you, beautiful eyes." His words pushed me over the edge.
"I love you too," I caressed his face, the tears began piercing my eyelids.
"Don't cry," He told me. "I will always love you. It isn't over."
"Laiden," I shook my head, feeling very pessimistic.
"You think I am going to give you up this easily?" Laiden questioned.
"I don't think you want to give me up, but it's going to happen." I said honestly.
"Why?" He looked
