The next couple of days passed in a flash. Before I knew it, it was already our last day in France. I woke on the sofa feeling stiff and sore, I really didn't want to get up. But I knew that if I didn't then we would miss our flight. Ben would either come with me, go to Germany by himself to look for houses or continue house-hunting from his home. I wasn't sure what he was going to do, yet.
I wandered into the kitchen and made some toast for both of us. I gave Ben his and then ate mine in the sitting room. He came and joined me.
"So are you wanting the bedroom first or what?" He asked as he sat down.
"Yeah, would you mind doing the dishes while I get changed." I didn't leave him time to answer. I rushed at the room wanting a bit of time alone.
We arrived at the airport, about, an hour later. I clambered out of the taxi and hauled my suitcase out with me. Ben was already walking into the airport. Just as we entered I felt a spur of last minute energy.
"Ben!" I called to him. He turned around and began walking towards me. "I know what I did was wrong and I shouldn't have lied to you but I'm sorry! I've tried to make it up to you! I really have-"
"Alice I'm going to go to Germany" that was great, he wasn't going to go home! "I'm going to buy a house there…" My face fell and I was sure that my heart had stopped beating.
"Ben! Please forgive me, I-I love you!" I was almost in tears and so was he.
"Alice I know! I love you, too! And I want you to come and live with me…"
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