I wish we had not separated. I wish I could feel his lips brush against mine once more. After he leaves, I go back to our room, only to leave it. I am restless. I cannot stop thinking of his kiss. I have never felt this way before. I do not know what this feeling is. Well, I think I do, but I am not sure. I go find Cora. She is walking around, as I was, looking for something. He found her. Before I can talk to my sister, she walks off with him. I walk, knowing exactly what I want, knowing I will never get it.
I see him again. I run. He finds me. I look at him, trying to convince myself that we can never be. It does not work. He just looks at me, as if I am the only thing he has in a world of hardships. The space between us closes, and I know. I love him.
"I-I love you, Miss Monro."
"I know. I love you."
I put my arms around him. He holds me.
I love him.
Uncas.
A Mohican.
He is the only one for me.
