She woke up the next morning and found she was wearing her beloved locket once again. She smiled at this thinking maybe he does care after all. She cautiously stepped out into the hall where she could see a miraculously clean living room. Then she saw him. He looked exhausted sleeping on the sofa. She hesitantly leaned over and placed a small but loving kiss against his lips. She had decided to once more forgive and forget. His eyes fluttered open and locked onto hers. She grabbed his hand and led him into a chair in the kitchen. Then she began to make breakfast. His eyes never left her. There was a million things he wanted to say to her but not a single one could escape from his lips. So he just watched as she did what she does best; cook by the sea.