Page 12 of Old School Love


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The trembling in my hands grows worse as a sob rises in my throat. I clench my jaw, fighting for control. I have to finish this. Have to bare my heart and soul so she understands. Understands that she’s my always and forever. My yesterday, today and tomorrow.

My everything.

I sign my name with a flourish. It’s done.

My heart pounds as I slide the pages into an envelope.

I have to keep trying. I have to fight for her, for us, just like I should have all along.

I lick the flap of the envelope closed, sealing my fate inside. Maya’s name and address are etched into my memory; I don’t need to look them up. The familiar letters sprawl across the front of the envelope in my own hand.

When it’s ready, I sit back in my chair and stare at it. At this single envelope that contains my hope, my everything.

I take a deep breath and stand, tucking the envelope into my coat pocket. This time I’ll deliver my letter in person and pray for a miracle.

Time to get my wife back.

I drive through the familiar streets of our town, my knuckles white on the steering wheel.

So many memories here. Our first house as newlyweds, the park where I pushed Maya on the swings as she laughed, the corner café where we used to grab breakfast.

Everywhere I look, I see the ghost of our happy past. I wonder if Maya sees the same ghosts, or if this place holds only pain for her now.

At last I pull up in front of Maya’s building.

For a moment I sit frozen behind the wheel, panic flooding my veins. Then I steel myself, checking that the letter is still in my pocket. I can do this. I have to do this.

I walk up the path to the entrance on legs that feel like jelly. When I reach her door, my fist is poised to knock when it swings open, and there she is. Maya, her locks pulled up in a messy bun, wearing faded jeans and an old t-shirt. She looks tired, worn down in a way that tears me apart.

But she’s still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.

Our eyes meet, and time falls away. In that moment, it’s just us again. Axel and Maya, together against the world.

I open my mouth, the letter trembling in my hands, and say the only thing that matters anymore:

“I love you.”

Maya stares at me, eyes wide with surprise. Her lips part but no words come out.

I forge ahead before I lose my nerve. “I’m so sorry for everything. For letting work come before us, for all the pain I caused you. You deserve so much better, and I’m gonna do whatever it takes to make this right.”

My heart hammers against my ribs as I take a step forward, closing the space between us. “Our home, the cars, the travels, my career, all of it means nothing without you. You’re my home, Maya. My forever.”

Her eyes shine with tears as a soft smile curves her lips. “Axel…”

Encouraged, I continue. “I want us to start over. Go back to the beginning, when it was just you and me against the world. We can sell the house, move somewhere new, leave all the bad memories behind. All I want is another chance to love you the way you deserve. The way I never stopped loving you.”

Maya shakes her head, a tear sliding down her cheek. But she’s still smiling. “You fucking idiot.” She slaps my chest.

My heart leaps as she steps into my arms, embracing me tightly.

“I’m never letting you go again,” I whisper, kissing the top of her head as joy and relief wash over me in waves. “I promise.”

When our lips meet, it feels like coming home.

Six

Maya

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