‘What if it ends the same way as Aunt Grace and Marek?’
‘It won’t. We must have faith and believe that.’
Tomas takes me in his arms and looks me straight in the eye. ‘I promise, I’ll never ever let you down.’
‘Good. Then I trust you.’
Tomas kisses me, and I pray that our relationship will last the test of time.
For Tomas’ last evening, we cuddle up on the sofa listening to Christmas music with an Irish coffee. It might be the beginning of January, but I am not letting Christmas go just yet. I want to make the most of it now I have rediscovered my festive spirit. After all, I have two years’ worth to catch up on.
As I lean my head into Tomas’ shoulder, he turns to look at me.
‘I need to ask you something.’
‘You look serious.’
‘It’s not that serious. Just something I wanted to know about you.’
‘Sure, go ahead.’
I fumble with my earring, as I always do when I’m apprehensive and unsure of what is about to come.
‘Did your wish come true?’
‘What wish?’
‘The one you made on the bell on New Year’s Eve.’
‘Oh, that wish.’
‘Yes, because mine did,’ says Tomas.
‘Oh, really? What was it?’
‘To be with you,’ says Tomas.
‘You wished for that?’
‘Yes, I did. So, are you going to tell me what you wished for?’
‘Well, I suppose there’s no harm since it didn’t come true.’
‘Your wish didn’t come true?’
‘Nope. I wished that Milena would be in your past and definitely not show up at the party.’
‘Oh, and she did.’
‘Exactly.’
‘But, we got there in the end, though, right?’
‘We did,’ I smile.
‘Can I tell you a secret?’ says Tomas.
‘Oh, I love secrets. Go on then.’
