Author's Note: Horribly short, but the beginnings of a story. It has to be separate. A perfect drabble length! :)
Posted: August. 08, 2012
He would never forget that day. He had awakened, to find almost everything the same, but she wasn't there. In her place was a note.
"I'm going to make it right. Well, for one more night, at least. I'm sorry. I do really care for you." That was all the creased, obviously tear-stained page read. He had barely lifted it from her pillow, wafting up her scent, before it's message finally sunk in.
He really couldn't blame her; he knew the history. Still, he was hurt, and cursed her fragile heart. The poor girl.