Chapter 108 The Sacrifices We Make

• I sat on the edge of the same hotel suite we had stayed in the we came here together a year ago for my birthday, my heart feeling rather heavy. I could hear the sound of the bath, and even though I had promised myself to be calm amd stay in here, it was hard to not want to barge in there just to make sure he really was back. To make sure my Florian really was alive.
• I took in the hotel room. It looked like he had been here for a while. Probably not the entire year, but still a bit of time.
• I walked to the dresser, and my heart felt even heavier. My pictures were sitting in glass frames all over, adorning the dresser.