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‘Keep dreaming’…
That’s all he’d been doing for the last six years: dreaming of making something of himself so she’d be proud of him, dreaming of offering her the world on a silver platter when they reunited, dreaming of a happy marriage with the woman he’d loved since he first laid eyes on her.
But she hadn’t wanted a bar of his dreams. She’d left and ignored him for months to prove it.
So what did she mean by ‘keep dreaming’? Was she over her funk and ready to believe in them, this time for keeps?
He sank into a canvas chair, rested his elbows on the table, and dropped his head into his hands. The urge to respond to her text was powerful. His fingers burned with it. But he’d made a decision after those first few weeks when she’d ignored his messages.
He’d give her time and space.
He wouldn’t do any more chasing, he’d sit back and keep the faith, knowing the true test of their relationship to see if she loved him enough to come back was to set her free.
He couldn’t waver now, no matter how much he wanted to respond. There was too much at stake.
Their entire future.
He deleted the message, obliterating his moment of weakness with one, easy swipe of his thumb.
He’d waited this long for her.
What was another week?
Camryn scanned her cell on a daily basis for the next seven days, the weight of expectation making her hold her breath, the subsequent letdown demoralizing.
Blane hadn’t responded to her text.
Not even a brief one-liner, not a word to hang a scrap of hope on, nothing.
Initially, she’d reasoned he didn’t have to respond; she hadn’t asked him to. However, as the days dwindled along with her hopes, all the positive self-talk in the world couldn’t erase the gut-wrenching truth: she’d achieved her objective.
He’d moved on with his life.
After leaving Europe behind, Dubai and Singapore flashed by in a kaleidoscope of bright lights, monstrous malls, and skyscrapers, but nothing, not even a dazzling display of fabulous shoes in the biggest shoe shop in the world could lighten her heart.
She trudged through the final leg of her trip, her spirits limping into Tullamarine airport on a foggy Melbourne morning, the familiar city skyline doing little to ease the permanent ache in her soul.
Heading to theNichewould’ve been her first instinct but she couldn’t face it, not today.
Valentine’s Day.
The worst day of the year had rolled around again, and while Blane hadn’t responded to her text she couldn’t help but wish he’d remember today and what it entailed.
The anniversary of their first meeting.
The anniversary of the night he walked back into her life and changed it for the better.
Sighing, she hefted her suitcase off the carousel, popped up the handle, and pulled it behind her, heading for the taxi rank.
No, she couldn’t face theNichetoday.
Time enough to face the future…tomorrow.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Blane hadn’t been back to the Docklands in over four months. He’d avoided the place, missing Cam too much, preferring to conduct meetings with builders at the house or at his apartment.
However, Dirk had insisted he needed a caffeine fix at his favorite café and Blane had caved, knowing it wouldn’t be long until Cam returned and he’d have his answer then.
