Everything but Michael seemed normal when i got home. Shane was lounging on the sofa, Eve was cooking dinner, but Michael was no-where. I know it sounds like nothing, but i just had a feeling something was wrong, missing even.
"I'm home! "
"In the kitchen!" I walked through the living room and gave Shane a quick kiss, then ran through to see Eve.
"Where's Michael?"
"He was supposed to be back an hour ago, so, naturally i started to panic, but i found a note next to my bed." She looked worried, but not worried for his safety, it was something else. I reached for the paper and began to read it.
Eve, i want you to know i will always love you. But right now, my head just feels like a million things are rolling around, and i have no idea what to do about it. Some things make sense, some things don't. But just thought i'd let you know that i'm out clearing my head, thinking things through. I love you.
"You don't think?" My eyes were wide with horror. I mean, Michael and Eve are made for each other. He could never hurt her that way, I hope. But Eve's eyes were filling with tears, and i have no idea what to think anymore.
"I'm scared Claire. I love him so much i don't want to even think of being apart from him!" The tears spilled over now, making long streaked lines down her powdered face. Shane had come into the kitchen now. But Eve was hysterical now, and was oblivious to the world around her. I shared a panicked glance with Shane, then walked over, and held her, until her sobs became silent by the front door silently clicking shut. Michael was home.