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She hadnāt expected to find herself standing in LAX again so soon. In fact Gaia couldnāt even say sheād planned on ever setting in the airport within the year, not if sheād been serious about putting any sort of meaningful distance between her and Caleb. Except sheād failed miserably in her attempt at being selfless and cutting him loose, even if he didnāt recognise it was better for him, safer, without her in his life. But all it had taken was a lapse in concentration and giving in to old habits and what was now ingrained in her. Theyād been together so long he was always the first one she reached out to about anything, it was second nature now. And there had been no denying her sense of joy and relief when heād told her he was coming to her, the same emotions running through her now when he gaze met his. Heading over to meet him, trying not to pay attention to how quick her pace was, Gaia had to catch herself before throwing herself into his arm, instead stopping short rather awkwardly. Hands that usually would have reach out for him falling to her side.
āHi.ā It seemed so cold compared to their usual greetings, not even the slightest contact between them. Just space that never usual existed between them. As always when she found herself at a loss for what to do, she spoke.Ā āThank you for coming, it means a lot.ā And it did. Sheād never once doubted the depth of Calebās feelings for her, one look at what he dedicated his time to would make that clear enough, but if anything this just confirmed what she already knew. Then thereās an overwhelming sense of guilt at having dragged him out there when sheād been the one to leave. Calling it off without any explanation as to why. āI shouldnāt have asked, not when-ā Trailing off she canāt bring herself to finish the sentence, it would make the whole thing sound to final so instead she settled for another truth.Ā āYou didnāt have to.ā
















