Chapter 7
As I turned towards the door to face Lauren, my brain froze and I couldn't seem to form any sensible thoughts. Her eyes fell on my tear streaked face and then to Sydney's. What she did next brought even more shock to me-she simply walked forward with an emotionless face and placed my ring on Sydney's bed and left the room. Before I even realized what had happened, Sydney reached out and touched my face. "Vaughn, you have to go after her." She said as tears streamed down her face. I wiped away a tear with my free hand and looked directly into her beautiful brown eyes and simply nodded. I then raced out to catch up with Lauren.
Sydney's POV
What had I done? What had I done? It was now more than ever that I wished I was really dead. My return had messed so many things up. I had never intended to ruin Vaughn's marriage or drive a wedge between him and Lauren. Vaughn was an incredibly loyal and honorable man…how could he ever leave his wife for me? There is no way he would ever do that. And my heart will just not be able to survive seeing them together again….especially after what he just said to me. I had to leave. I just miss him so so much that it is killing me. That's why I have to go somewhere. Anywhere. Just not here.
Being a spy, it was hardly difficult getting out of the hospital, though it was a bit of a challenge considering the condition my body was in. I returned home and packed only what I needed. As I turned to leave the house, the date on the calendar caught my attention. Tomorrow was the 1st October. I closed my eyes in pain at the realization of that day was. There was one more thing I had to do before leaving.
I reached the store just as it was about close, drenched from the unrelenting rain. I purchased a watch very similar to the one his father had given him and had it engraved at the back. I drove to Vaughn's house and "broke in." I didn't want to be there longer than absolutely necessary so I went directly to Vaughn's study and left the watch along with a note I had written. There was just one more thing I needed-a picture of him. Just to always remind me that there was once a man who had stolen my heart and soul and had never given it back. I pulled open his first drawer and smiled slightly when I found a picture of him in his hockey gear. He looked so good that it broke my heart knowing that I would never see his face again. I quickly tucked the picture away in my bag so as not to sway m resolve to leave.
As I left his house, I whispered a barely audible; "goodbye Vaughn." By the time he discovers I am gone, I will be half way to anywhere, hopefully closer to some peace of mind. After driving aimlessly for over a mile, I finally realized where I had to go. Santa Barbara.
Find out what Sydney engraved and what the note said in the next chap so plz review!
