It seemed as though we were moving on with our lives, and while we needed to, my heart still hurt, although it wasn’t as painful as time went on.
“What about you?” Franklin asked, sipping his scotch. “Do you plan on popping the question?”
“One day at a time, man. There are days my motto is ‘one hour at a time.’ But there is no doubt that Haven and I will marry. Probably when she graduates.” She was only a freshman. I was a junior. We both had to finish college.
Franklin flicked his head at my girl, who was walking toward us. “She’s a great lady, and she loves you.”
Haven snuggled up to me. “I hear congrats are in order, Franklin.” Her voice was light and happy.
“Thank you,” Franklin said. “I should go find my bride-to-be.” He headed into the house.
I lifted Haven’s left hand up to my lips. “You will be my bride one day.”
She snickered. “I know. But I’m in no rush. I’m yours forever, Ryker James, with or without a piece of paper that says we’re married.”
I briefly looked up at the dark sky, thanking my guardian angel for bringing Haven and me together. I believed my mom and Leigh had had something to do with guiding my fate, and for that, the hole in my heart closed a little bit more.
I would never get over losing them, but with Haven at my side, I knew without a doubt that I was going to be okay.