"Are you sure your ready?" said a beautiful girl, with dark hair, obviously
strong by how tightly she held her girlfriend in her arms.
"Absolutely. pretty sure." Willow couldn't help but feeling nervous. She was about to be taking her relationship with Kennedy to a whole new level. Its been about a year since Tara's death. Was it still too soon to be so serious with another woman? She thought to herself. She tried to shake the thoughts out of her head. She's been over this a thousand times before and she concluded that Tara died. She's gone and not coming back. Not like when Oz left. She's can't come back in a year and walk in and see her new lesbian relationship.Would she really want Willow to never see anyone again? But she'll never know because Tara. Is. Dead. Kennedy is here now, and they are ready to fully commit to each other. The way she had once did with Tara.
"One more time," Kennedy retorted. Willow smiled as she gazed into her big brown eyes. "We're really doing this. Here and now."
They both leaned in until they met their lips, for another passionate kiss. Willow's fears and thoughts washed away as she lost herself in the kiss. After a few moments, they finally broke the connection.
"What was that?"
"Don't know."
They held hands as they looked around the empty room. A small envelop suddenly dropped out of thin air, above Willow's head, slapping her in the face, on its way to the floor. It read : To Willow, Love Tara.
Guilt surged through Willow's body once again, as she braced herself for what she as about to read in that letter.
"Absolutely. pretty sure." Willow couldn't help but feeling nervous. She was about to be taking her relationship with Kennedy to a whole new level. Its been about a year since Tara's death. Was it still too soon to be so serious with another woman? She thought to herself. She tried to shake the thoughts out of her head. She's been over this a thousand times before and she concluded that Tara died. She's gone and not coming back. Not like when Oz left. She's can't come back in a year and walk in and see her new lesbian relationship.Would she really want Willow to never see anyone again? But she'll never know because Tara. Is. Dead. Kennedy is here now, and they are ready to fully commit to each other. The way she had once did with Tara.
"One more time," Kennedy retorted. Willow smiled as she gazed into her big brown eyes. "We're really doing this. Here and now."
They both leaned in until they met their lips, for another passionate kiss. Willow's fears and thoughts washed away as she lost herself in the kiss. After a few moments, they finally broke the connection.
"What was that?"
"Don't know."
They held hands as they looked around the empty room. A small envelop suddenly dropped out of thin air, above Willow's head, slapping her in the face, on its way to the floor. It read : To Willow, Love Tara.
Guilt surged through Willow's body once again, as she braced herself for what she as about to read in that letter.