Healing Him, Breaking Him
She hadn't wanted to wake up, had instead wanted to be in his arms forever and listen to him breathe and snore, she had wanted to pretend to still be asleep when he woke her up around four thirty to prepare, but she had had to get up, and face her fate with him.
Now on their way to the airport with her looking out through the open window and wiping drops of tears in her eyes, she wondered just how time flew when you were happy, and lingered when you really did want to get away from something. He had woken her up with a kiss, but had said nothing else after telling her he would be in his room preparing too.