*Brad's pov*
After long hours inside the plane, I'm here. I can already feel better. I breathe better if it's even possible. I get a cab outside the airport and start to pray. I didn't think she could not be at home. Well, I'm already here, right?
I think the universe is trying to tear us apart. The traffic is madness and I've already missed almost two hours inside this cab. People say that we can make achieve anything we want if we think positively. Well, it's not working for me. I need to get out of here and find her.
The subway is close to where I am, so I don't think twice before pay the driver, get my things out the car and run there. Nothing will stop me now. Nothing will keep me far from the love of my life. Not today.
After 20 minutes inside the subway and a little walk, I'm here. In front of her house where I know she is, because her car is in the driveway. I take a deep breath and knock on her door. But things get really confusing when she opens the door.
When I keep waiting for her smile to greet me, but all I can see is confusion in her eyes.
No smile.
No hug.
Nothing.
What have I missed?
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coming home | bws
Fanfiction"But I promise I'll be back soon And a voice through a phone ain't the same, it's true Give me time and I'll give you Every drop of mine"
