Gabe: She is not here. My fiancée is not here.
I came with that realization when I had searched every nook and cranny of my apartment and couldn’t find a single trace of Faye.
Okay, she left a couple of traces. One is a note saying where she is, and the other is a framed photo. I smiled when I saw it. She really wants me to feel secure.
But then again, she’s the one who left me here in New York, right?
I sighed. I think I will have to postpone whatever meetings I still have for tomorrow and the rest of the week. Check that: I know I will.
I removed the painting—the one with the emo guy—and placed the photo that Faye had given me next to its predecessor. I then grabbed the phone and asked to have a seat reserved for me in the next flight to Manila.
The one I love needs me, and this love—this someone—is the one who stays, and the one who comes back even when she leaves.
I am holding on to that promise.
Picture from Fanpop.
P.P.S. I am smiling, because this is the shortest Solace episode that I’ve written.