Love in the Eye of the Storm
"Emily… if I'd known… If only I'd known you were pregnant, I—"
Years ago, before we were married, I could recall a time when he looked at me, hopeful. We were at the station, people bustling around us as the evening sun melted into a honeyed sky. Faye had just boarded her plane to a foreign country, Santopia, and he had stood beside me, desolate.
"If only," he had whispered, "I'd fallen for you instead…"
I'd been by his side, silent and foolish, feeling both the sweetness and sting of it all, as if tasting freshly squeezed orange juice laced with honey, gradually souring with time.
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