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I asked him to give me space, but…sigh. The thought of Theo standing in the hallway has my belly fluttering and my heart doing flip-flops.
My first instinct is to check who’s there through the peephole, and I fight against it. If I see him, his fathomless eyes, the bump on his nose, the hard lines of his jaw…I’ll lose the battle for sure.
I’ll open the door and run into his arms.
I’ll listen instead.
With my ear pressed to the door, I try to catch any sound coming from the other side.
When no one answers, I ask, “Theo?”
Nothing.
“Who’s there?”
Nothing. Not a word or a grunt.
I finally rise to my toes and look through the peephole.
Again, nothing and no one.
There’s no way I imagined it. I might be sleep deprived, but it’s not so bad that I’d hallucinate.
Slowly, I turn my locks—all of them—and crack open the door.
A sob tears at me, and I clasp my hand over my mouth.
On theWelcomerug just outside my apartment sits two rectangular Tupperware boxes that smell like heaven.
On top of them rests a white note, and I pick it up to read Theo’s script handwriting.
Lunch and dinner.
I’m sorry, baby. So fucking sorry. What I’ve done is wrong, I realize that now.
I’ll wait for you until the end of time, and if you’ll have me back, I’ll spend my entire life groveling for your forgiveness.
You’re what matters. You’re all that matters.
I only breathe when you’re around. My blood runs in my veins because you’re near.
You’re the much better half of my heart.
Love,
Five.
My chin quivers. The warmth of the day feels a tiny bit warmer.
“I love you too,” I whisper to the empty space, carry the boxes inside, and close the door behind me.
Four days have come and gone.
In each and every one of them, Theo knocked on my door at exactly seven o’clock, left food and a loving note, and vanished into thin air.
I get the sameknock, knock, knock—two fast, one slow—each evening, too. Three bouquets of lilies, roses, carnations, and lilacs wait for me on my doorstep. Full of life and vibrant like my love is.
He leaves notes on them, too, like the one he wrote yesterday:
