CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE- THE SILENT FAREWELL

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Heloyse

- I'm tired. Tired of everything.
— Sometimes life takes directions we don't understand and don't want to follow. This happened to my parents. My father lived for a while in Clearwater and my mother lived in Green Park. They were separate. They lived fighting. And after years apart, they learned that one was what the other lacked. So, like I said, life takes turns we don't understand. Anyway, stay strong. Don't live like you're giving up.
skyHe stroked my hair while I rested my head in his lap.
— I wanted to be like that, but I'm not strong. Everything seems to fall apart around me. And now, it was so different... It's like I, all along, was prepared for this to happen. Deep down, I always knew that Will wasn't something that lasted forever. Like he was the little piece of paradise. A taste of what I could never have. And now that I know this paradise, I don't want to go back. I always knew that heaven on this earth is unreachable.
I was still overcast so I let myself rain. Again I was in the rain. There was a storm in me. Did he know how sad I was? Did he know that I would love him, always?
Wise men say that only fools fall in love. I was a fool.
Hours later, I had just loaded my stuff into the truck.
“I will miss you, darling.
"I come to visit you." Promise.
skyHe hugged me and then wiped his eyes.
“That little house is yours, you know.
- I know, thank you.
“I want you to leave the truck with you.
Thom would want that. And be careful on the road.
- OK! I really thank you for everything.
The day before, I said goodbye to Megan.
“Megan will miss you. You are like a sister to her and, my dear, you are like a daughter to me.
— Oh, Sky...
I held her for a while. I didn't want to leave, but nothing would change my mind.
- Will be all right.
I smile and leave.
I gave up everything. Of all the plans I designed there in Clearwater. I left Boston to forget Michael, now I'm coming back to forget Will. It was like a circle where I went around trying to find something.
I closed the truck door and smiled. She waved and I left.
I would miss that road. I would miss the little house, Cielo and Megan... Everyone.
Missing Thom would increase even more. And missing Will was something I suspected I would never get over.
When I left the Ferrel farm, I let out a long breath to ease all that feeling building in my throat.
I looked to the side and saw him. The fence, the pasture, the trees, nothing existed when he was around. I wanted to stop and run. I wanted so badly to kiss him and say "this isn't over" even though I knew that was a lie. There was no going back.
He was so sublime on top of his horse watching as I walked away. I stopped the truck to watch him. Will dismounted from his horse, walked a little ahead and stopped too.
I waited for him to come. He did not come.
I looked at the wooden fence and the wire. I watched the pasture and tall grass outside the fence. The thin breeze barely stirred the leaves on the trees. Near the fence, small yellow flowers dotted the green of the bush.
And there he was, standing there.
His black horse is as imposing as its owner. Both majestic. Will's beauty was something we could call aristocratic.
Will was in black jeans. The brown plaid shirt was open, showing his abs. Her hair was loose and covered by a brown hat. Was there anything more beautiful than that? Yes, it was majestic!
My tears started to fall and I wiped them away before they wet my lips. Either way, he wouldn't be able to see them.
He placed his hand on his hat and nodded. He turned, climbed onto his horse, and set off at a quick gallop.
I made sure to keep every detail in my mind. That day was the last time I saw William O'Connor.

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