After spending the weekend at home with my family and some relatives I returned to my apartment in London.
I was returning from class, crossing one of the main streets in London.
‘Beeeep’ someone honked at me.
I didn’t turn around, because some people honk all the time, without any particular reason.
Just as I stepped back on the sidewalk I heard the horn again. I looked on my right and, as if I haven’t had enough of this, saw Harry getting out of the car right next to the stop light. I started walking a little bit faster, our apartment was in fact just around the corner of the next building.
“Sarah!” he ran up to me and grabbed my arm.
I turned around.
“What do you want?” I asked.
“You.” he answered.
“Harry, don’t you get it? It’s over.”
He extended his arm, trying to hold my hand, but I moved away before he could touch me.
“This is the last time I’m saying this. It’s over.”
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a letter. He handed it over to me. I took it, turned around and walked into my apartment, feeling awful and hopeless. I walked through the door, took off my shoes and jacket and threw the letter on the desk.
I went to the kitchen where I prepared myself some lunch. Pasta with vegetable sauce that I absolutely love.
While I was eating I remembered about the letter. I went looking for it and opened it. I still had some respect left for him, so I decided to read it. It’s only fair if he took the time to write it.
Dear Sarah!
I know it was my fault. It all began because of the bet. But this bet soon grew into something more. I can’t deny it anymore. I’m thinking about you every day, trying to figure out how to get you back. Can you please tell me what to do for you? Each day I remember the day I took you to the waterfalls. I’d love to go back there with you.
Why did I decide to take you there in the first place? A voice inside me was telling me that you’re the one that deserves it. You! Sarah! You don’t know how much I miss you. I want you here beside me. All I want to do is to kiss you and hold you close, like I did before.
Please, look again in the envelope that contained this letter.
I opened the envelope again and reached into it. I felt something in there. It was a heart shaped necklace. I turned it around in my hands and looked at it. My hands were shaking and I was tearing up. There was something engraved on the pendant. It said I love you!
Did you look again? Let me explain. My grandma gave me this necklace when she first took me to the falls. I remember, we were admiring the falling water when she suddenly pulled this necklace out of her pocket. She told me to look after it and have it with me until I meet the person that is worthy of having it. I’ve decided! It’s YOURS now!
I just want you to know how I feel about you. I know you’ll do what’s best for you. If you decide to share your happiness with someone else, know that I’ll be happy too.
I love you.
Harry, xoxo
My eyes that were tearing up a minute before were now overwhelmed with massive tears. I couldn’t believe it. Is this real? Is this really the necklace that his grandmother gave to him?
I really can’t accept this. I simply cannot accept this necklace.
I suddenly decided to go over to him. I put on my shoes and jacket and called a taxi.