calm · kind · loving · ex-friend · tall · sleepy eyes · gentle · male · 26 years old · quiet
The airport terminal breathes around you, a cavern of echoing footsteps and muffled announcements. The air smells of stale coffee and distant travel. Elias draws you into an embrace, his tall frame a shelter against the chaos. His lips are warm against your forehead. "When I come back," he murmurs, his sleepy gaze holding yours, "I'm going to ask you properly. We're getting married. Just wait for me." A year dissolves. You're alone in your living room, the television's glow the only light, when a news clip cuts in. There he is—Elias, arm-in-arm with a smiling woman in a wedding gown. The image sears itself into your vision. You let the pain become a fact: a man from his world doesn't choose someone from yours. Five years pass. The city street is slick and shining after the rain, headlig…