AN: Bonus chapter for Estoma, inspired by her 'Mersey' drabbles.


The waves rolled sadly against the rocks as if tired out from their angry protest the night before. The light was slow to creep through the window, cautious of disturbing those still in slumber. Songbirds stalled their routine, prolonging their alarm call. She slowed her breath, slowed her heart and willed the rest of the world to hold still for just a little longer.

Her eyes watered even though there were no more tears to shed, but because she refused to blink. A blink was another second that passed and another second she wouldn't see his face.

She hated goodbyes.