All the Anubis housemates gathered around one small fan the size of my hand just to feel it's cool breath againist their skin, during that summer heat wave... with the exception of me.

"Mail!" Trudy's voice rang, echoing off the walls, as I darted for the kitchen. Every day I bothered Trudy by asking, "Is there mail?", "Did Nina send anything?" or "Did you check the mail already?" Eddie mocked me constantly, but that was the only form of communication I had with Nina. International phone calls cost a fourtune and her computer had a virus.

"Did you get any mail from Nina today?" Amber asked, stepping into the kitchen where I frantically sorted through the pile of mail.

"Yes!" I exclaimed, as I uncovered a white envelope from "Nina Martin 278 Ripley Drive, San Jose, California, USA" written in Nina's delicate penmanship.

Breaking the seal, I unfolded the paper which read,

"Dear Fabian,

I don't know how to say this to you. It really kills me to have to tell you this news, as my tears stain the paper as I write. Sadly, Gran has fallen ill and this time it is not because of an evil, body-possessing demon. She was diganosed with breast cancer two weeks ago. With all the surgeries and medication, our bills have been increasing and increasing. And I can no longer afford to attend boarding school in England. I have to go back to public school. And I don't want to have to say these words, but I think we should break up. It's for the best. Long distance relationships always fail. Just look at Mara and Mick. Being in two different sides of the world, a stable relationship is difficult to mantain.

I'm not very good with goodbyes. I always dread them. I wish that some things could just last forever. I'll remember you all the time. My friends complain about how much I talk about you, calling you, "the mysterious and charming British boy". And your memories will flood my mind every hour. If only I had savored the moments I had with you more, so that I could have appreciated them more.

I never had the courage to tell you this Fabian, but I love you. I always have. And I always will. I love you. There's something about those three words that was so intimidating, but my fears has melted away and I'm no longer afriad. Because I know truly that I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you... but, if we are on opposite sides of the world, that's not possible.

I don't like goodbye, because I don't believe there's such thing as goodbye. Because no one ever truly leaves. They're always there when you tell you remise in the past, share a story of our adventure, or realize just how absoultely complicated our lives have come to be. You are right there beside me... all the time even when you're not. So I won't say goodbye; I'll say 'see you later'.

Love Always,

Nina Martin."

And that's when the world began to collpase. It felt like everything in life that once has brought me joy was gone. The pain where my heart was supposed to be grew, making me cringe. Every thing reminded me of her. And her face. And her laugh. And the fights we had. But the kisses that healed all the open wounds and then I realized I might never kiss her again.

And that is when I cried.