9
Eric kept a firm hold of my hand as he led me back to my shared room. The sun had nearly set, and the twilight cast the last of its dying rays on us as we stopped in front of the door.
“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry all of this happened.”
I shrugged. “I can’t say stranger things have happened to me, but it’s not all bad. All’s well that ends well, right?”
There was that sad smile again. “I hope so.”
“Cheer up!” I encouraged him as I patted his shoulder. “We’ve still got a few more days together. Maybe we could take a walk later?”
Eric opened his mouth, but he froze, and he lifted his eyes up to the moonlit sky. “I may not have the time. My… job keeps me busy.”
My smile faltered a little. “You act as if this is goodbye.”
He half-turned away. “Perhaps it is.”
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