The Mafia's Little Raven
I finally smiled at her as we moved from the arrival gate towards baggage claim, retrieving our luggage, the familiar ritual of travel and then we moved towards the exit, the doors opening to reveal the warm, humid air of our destination, the start of our escape.
During our quiet time at the vacation, the days unfolding in a blur of sunshine and relaxation, lazy mornings and long walks on the beach, cocktails by the pool and late-night conversations, I got to see how much I was missing Damien, the realization crept up on me slowly, despite the distance from the city, from him.
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