In The End (The Butterfly Series Book 1) by Redwood Isabella

Author:Redwood, Isabella [Redwood, Isabella]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Isabella Redwood
Published: 2015-04-06T16:00:00+00:00

The Return

‘Marry me,’ he whispered, arm propping him up on his side, my leg wrapped around his waist, head nestled into his chest listening to his heart beat rise and fall with my every touch.

‘You know in some customs it’s traditional to ask for the lady’s hand in marriage before taking their virtue,’ I replied, humouring him. ‘There is more I have to tell you…’ Nicholi lifted my chin to meet his eyes.

‘You will tell me when you’re ready and I will propose properly in the manner you deserve. I thought I had lost you forever and I will never let that happen again,’ he declared, as our mouths met and our bodies once again danced in symmetry, as though they were tailor-made for just each other.

I lay there watching Nicholi sleep, the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest the only sound in the silent house. Without really thinking, but feeling my heartache, I reached for the cell phone in my bag and headed to the bathroom. Seating myself next to the window, the moon the only light around for many miles, casting its illuminating silver path across the pond, shimmering in the darkness, I began to type.

Cross are you awake? I hit send and waited for the illuminating indicator stating there was a reply. I did not wait long.

Yes, I am here, are you okay? No, I really was not.

Do you remember that story about the fisherman you told me last night, who was lost at sea and threw the bottle over leaving his coordinates? What happened at the end? I waited once more for his reply, feeling almost whole again at the mere communication we were partaking in.

The bottle was washed ashore in Alaska and he was rescued, miracles do happen. I smiled and part of my heart twisted, cutting off circulation with the words I was about to write.

I miss you. There was no pause, no second thoughts, I hit send and knew exactly what I was doing, yet the guilt was eating my soul alive. Last night we had shared so many stories from those early years, my family, everything. He was there at that time, albeit technologically speaking, but there all the same. How did I feel now that he was back? So confused. I loved Nicholi so much, but there was more to it than that and I was not ready to face it yet.

His reply illuminating the darkness disturbed me from my musing.

I miss you too baby, I will be there soon I promise. The reply warmed my now chilled body, and I pulled the shirt lower over my knees, my skin mottled with blue.

K, night, was my response, and I leant over to the sink to splash water on my face, to cleanse away the guilt and I headed back to bed. He had replied with a picture of a hippo, both my sister’s favourite wild animal and mine and written with love. I switched the phone off and placed it

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