He felt sick, sick to his stomach ,while his plane landed in England, Heathrow Airport.
She had called him to tell him she was sorry, she couldn't come. Hearing her crying on the phone left him dumbfounded, paralyzed with fear. And then he heard her hang up. Ending his whole world.
No, there was no way he was letting her doubt herself, them. He had no idea why she got cold feet but he would see her, talk to her and figure out what the problem was and he would fix it. It seemed so simple when he booked a last minute flight and flew over the skies to her. But now that the plane had touched ground his heart hammered wildly in his chest. This has work, he has to do and say the right things, cause losing her ... loosing Helen, was a heartbreak he wouldn't know how to handle . He could not imagine not growing old with the woman he loved more then life itself. He felt faint, he was sweating ,but he felt ice cold. The person next to him on the plane asked him a question. Twice : Sir, are you quite allright ? He nodded his head : Eh yes, yes ,thank you. I'm allright. He took a deep breath and grabbed his jacket. In it was his passport and wallet, it's all he had with him since he had rushed to the airport after being left at the rooftop alter.
After paying the cab driver, he stood in front of their flat , it was 8 in the morning and he was about to knock when the door flew open. There she was. She froze when she saw him. .. M m Max... she stammered. He looked at her with his heart in his hands, his head angled sideways. "Hi". He saw the tears escape her eyes and how tired she looked. How broken she looked. He held his arms open and she closed the gap between them, their pull to each other unbroken. He held her while she cried and even though he was crying too , he tried to calm her fears: Ssssh, it's ok, its ok, I'm here baby. She clung to him , desperately . I'm here, I'm not going anywhere baby, I'm here.
She froze when she saw him as she was leaving her flat, in a hurry cause she was late after her sleepless night . She had cried all night after breaking up with Max, the man in her life. It's not what she wanted but she knew she had to do what was best for them. He loved NY, New Amsterdam. Luna's grandparents were nearby. The reason he stayed and asked her to come back to NY was because he knew she was not worth all he was .He must know she was not worthy of true love. She had been broken since she was a child and she knew Luna deserved a stable home. With her family nearby and for Max to find a woman to marry ,who would be worthy his and Luna's love. Who would be a real mom to Luna, unlike her who had the worst example of family life , who would never know how to be a real mom and would only hurt Luna in the process.
And now he stood in front of her , and she saw how hurt he was yet still he opened his arms and his eyes had nothing but love to show her. She crumbled. " M m Max". She didn't even realize she had spoken .
She felt her eyes well up even after crying most of the night . When he opened his arms she desperately clung to him. When he embraced her and she felt his heartbeat , smelled his scent, her Max, she was truly crying. Cause how could she stick to her resolution of giving him a better chance at a loving future? A family he deserved ? How was she ever going to let this man go ?