A/N: I'm going to apologize ahead of time.
In the morning, I awoke, immersed in sunlight as it poured in through my bedroom window. It was early — about six in the morning — and as I turned to the left, I noticed the space beside me was vacant.
There was no one.
I shifted into upright position and secured a bed sheet around me, before darting a look around the room. It was completely empty, save for me and my furniture, and a single note on my bedside table.
In the back of my mind, I knew this would happen. I would never, could never ask someone to postpone their dreams for me. It wasn't in my nature to do such things. I understood hard work and dedication, and I was happy for him. If he so much as attempted to stay in London and continue whatever it was we had between us, he would not have been the same person and he would certainly have grown to resent me.
This was the right thing to do.
Knowing that, there was still an emptiness in my chest that wouldn't subside.
Granger, the note read. I don't have a talent for these sorts of things, but for your sake and the sake of everything that's happened, it's my duty to try…
A/N: Errrrrrrm. Please don't hate me! Next chapter should be up in like 10 minutes. Thanks for reading!
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xo.