“Maybe.”
I’m touched by his actions, but for every checked mark, I’m reminded of how this is all coming to an end in a few short days.
I press down the emotion in my throat, overwhelmed by the feelings he evokes in me.
Not knowing what to say, I go straight into his arms, hugging him tightly as I feel my eyes watering.
Get a grip, Lily.
It’s just a couple of weeks.
We’ll be fine.
“Thank you.”
I sniffle into his shirt, and Sebastian leans back, taking in my expression.
He rests his hands gently on my cheeks, wiping away the single tear that runs down.
“Baby, you deserve to see the whole world. The least I could do is show you London.”
His words don’t lessen the emotions inside me.
~
It’s our last night together, and we’re spending it in perfect Lily and Sebastian style: cuddled up on the couch after a wonderful dinner together with Harriet.
My flight is at noon tomorrow, and I’m trying to enjoy my time with Sebastian, but it all feels heavy because I don’t know when I’ll see him next.
“Babe, I really need for us to plan when we’ll see each other next, because I feel like I might be sick from the feeling of saying goodbye tomorrow and not knowing.”
I sit up on the couch, needing to have a plan.
Something I can cling to when it all gets too much.
“We’ve talked about this. You’ll come back here when you get back from your trip with the girls,” Sebastian says, putting a lock of hair behind my ear.
This is true.
We had planned that, but he told me he’ll send a jet, so I don’t have a ticket—which may be why I’m panicking.
Gosh.
I might be going crazy over this man.
It certainly feels that way.
That is still five weeks away, which right now feels like a lifetime.
“Lily, we’ll be fine. It’s just a couple of weeks. We’ll talk every day,” he soothes me.
He’s made it clear that we’ll handle this.
“Yeah, I know. I’m sorry for panicking. I’m just feeling emotional knowing we’ll have to say goodbye tomorrow.”
Sebastian pulls me on top of him, giving me a deep kiss.
“It’s not goodbye, babe. It’s a see you later.”
