Later that night Tom lay next to her in the double bed that they had shared for the past two years, the room was pitch black apart from the flickering light of the street lamp outside the window and its fluttering orange glow made shadows flit around the walls like a thousand insects' wings. He cupped her face in his hand and let his fingers slowly trace her features, she looked so serene as she slept, no worries to cause crease lines where her smile should sit and no tears to streak her velvet cheeks. When Lilly was asleep Tom thought that he could see a glimmer of the beauty that she had once had and it made his heart skip a beat every time; if he could just return her to what she used to be then maybe it would be 'happily ever after' or maybe it would just be normality, he would settle for normality. Leaning in he placed his lips by her ear and gently murmered "I love you Angel, I always have and I always will, to me you are the most beautiful woman in the world; I can see your soul and it's entwined with mine. Please Lilly, never leave my side, it would break me. I just wish that I could hold you like this forever and keep you safe from the world." Tom settled his face against her shoulder and closed his eyes, curled up with his angel soft snores started to fill the room.
Lilly lay there like a statue, her eyes shut and her mind trying to block out what he was saying. It killed her inside when he said things like that, she knew how he felt and she knew that she could never return the sentiments; so every night she pretended to be asleep when he said them, every night she went to the only happy place that there was to escape to and prayed that her face didn't give her away. Lilly was eighteen again and back at University, she was in her dorm room with its tiny single bed and it's shabby flowery wallpaper and the sound of the Chilli Peppers blasting from her CD player. She may have been in her dorm room but Lilly wasn't alone, she was with Sam, her first true love and he was holding her tightly to his body. He was a year older than her and studying a combined honours in arts- music and English to be exact, he played guitar and wrote the kind of poetry that could make a girl weak at the knees, well that was how it made her feel. Tall with an athletic body and long brown hair that he wore up in a ponytail he was her ideal man. So as Tom was believing that he was lay with his one true love, Lilly was imagining lying with hers, and the thought broke her heart as much as it made her soul feel complete.