Life Before Seeing Day.

I lay awake as I turn over and over in my bed in Ruby Sector. Ollie is sleeping beside me. Not getting any younger. I know I should be getting ready, but my head just tells me, that when I watch the news something about Day will come up and make me even more upset about his absence.

Day. Even his name reminds me of his intense gaze, that always threatened to capture me into the world that was him. I lay there for ninty-six seconds before I realize I actually let myself think about him. I still remember the way he looked at me. Like he didn't know who I was anymore. But I know he didn't. Doesn't. I wonder sometimes, if he ever met someone else. If he ever fell in love with anyone else besides me.

Or, if I dare to let myself think this, that possibly, maybe, he may remember me. No. It's not possible. He doesn't. I know it.

I decide to save myself the torture of thinking of what we have been through, afraid that if I cry, I may never stop.

I get up and Ollie whimpers, gets up, shakes his fur, and then lays back down and rolls over again. I smile slightly, as I get ready for the day. Today, I will be escorting Anden to Batalla Hall where he will be having a dinner with some important minister of some sorts. When he told me this I had spaced out. Which scared me a little. I always paid attention to everything, but every year without Day is different. Yet the same.

I'm not completely heart broken. I healed. I have a scar, that he left. But I'm not broken. I will live. I may never love anyone else, like I have loved Day, but I won't be alone forever. I roll my eyes at the sudden softness I apparently have developed. I laugh a little and wonder what I have become. "I swear," I say to myself, "that what I just thought about, came straight out of a romance novel." I laugh and shake my head as I grab my coat and shrug it on.

I step outside and shut my door. I stand there and breathe in the cold air. I exhale after twenty-eight seconds. I get into my car and drive to my destination. I get there and my patrol is there, waiting for me. I get out and walk over to Anden.

He stops talking to one of the officials and says, "Hello June, how might you be on this fine morning?"

I smile and say, "Fine," I lie, "how are you?"

He nods. "I'm doing fine. Shall we?"

He motions to the limo and he and I pile into the backseat. We sit in silence all the way to Batalla Hall. When we arrive, we exit the vehicle and walk up the steps. I escort him to his seat and I stand to the right corner of his chair. We stand in silence for thirty-six seconds, when an announcer comes in, to introduce the guests.

"May I present, Mr. Daniel Wing and Mr. Eden Wing."

I draw in a breath. I watch with intense interest as Day and Eden step into the room. Eden has grown considerable amounts since I saw him last. Day looks older and much more like an adult. Of course he is, I think to myself, it's been a few years.

Eden looks at me and his eyes light up. I smile slightly and he nods slightly. They both sit on either side of Anden. Closer to me is Eden and Day sits on the other side.

Day stares at me for a moment and I see it. I flicker of familiarity, in his eyes. I can't see that little imperfection in his eye, but I know it's there. The flicker is gone, as soon as it had come.

But it's enough for me to hold on to. Enough for me to believe that maybe there is hope. It's what I will hold on to forever, even if the day ever comes, or never comes. Hope. It's all I need.