As she wandered through the halls she looked from her left to her right. How could everyone else be so happy when she was so lonely? Chatter filled the air, sweet whispers to a loved one and giggles at an inside joke. She knew that this weekend could change everything.
…”How was your break?”
“It was great, how was yours?”
“Well, not so great. My Dad passed away and seeing how much it affected my Mom really got me thinking about some things I would like to have in my life.”
“I’m so sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do?”
“Yes actually. You can go on a date with me this weekend.”
“What? Are you serious?”
“Yeah, why not? It could be fun, right?”…
The conversation played over and over in her mind. What had he meant? She didn’t even know that he thought of her at all, never mind enough to take her on a date.
Saturday came and went. The day had been everything that she hoped for. She knew that telling him now would be her last chance.
“There hasn’t been one day that I have not loved you. I have loved you since the first time we spoke. Maybe even before that. Do you feel the same way about me?”
He looked away before he responded.