“I had been hoping this trip would be a good chance for us to reconnect.” He winces. “But then when you told me you got separate rooms for us, I thought, well, it’s over.”
I drop my eyes. “I thought it was over too.”
He reaches out and takes my hand in his. “I know this is stupid, but even when we were back in college, I used to imagine us growing old together. I knew you were the one. I was so sure. When I thought it was over, I just… It was like my future was gone.”
I squeeze his hand. “I know.”
I fall back into his arms. I feel drained with the guilt of the last several months finally out of my system. Noah knows what happened, and he forgives me. Soon we’ll go back home together and restart our lives. We won’t fight all the time like we used to. We’ll grow old together, just like we planned to.
Everything is going to be okay.