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Preface
I always knew from the first moment that I laid my eyes on this perfect being I knew I would spend the rest of my existence with him. But the question I was asking myself was if he felt the same way as I did.
Chapter 1
Waking up to the bright sunshine coming through my window was something I knew I wasn't going to miss at all. But leaving my mother was something I would. Extremely.
"Izabella Grey, honey time to wake up or your going to miss your flight!."
Knowing my mother hated when she called me by my first and middle name, I went along with it just one last time before I would be leaving.
"Ok mom I'm on it" having a little bit of a sarcastic edge to my tone.
"Would you like me to make my famous breakfast?"
Usually I would be all over the idea of her "famous Breakfast" but not today. Knowing I had a big flight ahead of me made me lose my appetite for some odd reason. But I couldn't bring myself to tell her no.
"Sure, mom." Why not make me feel sick before my 4 hour flight, I murmured under my breath.
Giving my room one last look over to make sure I didn't forget to pack anything, A mixture of sadness and being homesick hit me. And I knew what it was all for. My Mother. My best friend.
I finally made it downstairs and went into the kitchen to where my mother had just finished making my plate and setting it on the table. I knew what was coming next and I tried with all my might not to look her in the eyes. Or else I would start with the water works myself.
"Honey are you sure you don't want more time to think this over .?"
"Yes mother, I have given it plenty of thought."
"I just don't want you to think you have to do this." And she gave me a look I knew all too well.
I sighed. "Mom, I know you are worried about me but I feel like I need to do this. I cant explain it now but I now what I'm doing."
At least I thought I knew what I was doing, but I couldn't let her know that.
Hopefully she didn't she the look that was on my face. If she did she didn't say anything.
The car ride to the airport was mostly silent, I knew my mother well enough to know what she was thinking and everything she wanted to say. And if she could she would lock me in my room and make me re-think this until she knew that I was 100% sure.
So I was the one who broke the silence and as I said the first word my voice cracked and I had to clear the lump out of my throat.
"I promise I will write everyday, and try to at least call every night and keep you updated on everything." I made myself smile and forced back the tears I knew were coming.
"You better," Was all she could force herself to say.
"Yes Ma'am" I couldn't help but giggle
We finally made it to the airport and this time we both couldn't hide the tears. I wanted to make this as quick and painless as possible.
"I love you so much Izabella Grey…To the stars"
"I love you too, mom….To the moon" and as I was saying that fresh tears started pouring down my cheeks.