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one word from her could tear him apart, break him. Even after dying David still hadn’t given up hope, and that reminded Kylie of something she had recently found.
    “Kaylie was here once. She sold the house to my fiancé Derek.” She explained slowly remembering the papers for the house she had found. She was hoping this would help David move on or whatever was supposed to happen.
    He looked up at Kylie looking straight into her eyes, “You’re confused. You think about leaving and staying.” His emotions were still worn so clearly in his eyes. He was sad still crushed from a broken heart.
    She assumed he was remembering the goodbye letter Kaylie for him.
    She thought about the letter as well and her own confusion about Derek. Not knowing what to say Kylie just nodded her response back to David.
    “Kylie, don’t break is heart.” With that David turned away from the kitchen took a few steps and disappeared.
    Kylie slid down the counter she had been up against. When she hit the floor the tears she had been holding back came like a flood gate had been opened. She saw how David still wore the pain he felt on the outside.
    He was still waiting for Kaylie. She didn’t know what had happened to Kaylie after Derek bought the house, but she knew he did indeed buy it from her remembering the papers she had found for the house again.
    She grabbed her coffee and headed for the stairs. Kaylie’s journal was calling out to her and something about the encounter whether real or imagined made her want to hear more of Kaylie’s thoughts before she had left David, the girl he loved, the girl the broke him, the girl still breaking him. She took the steps two at time finally reaching the master bedroom.
    Resting her coffee cup on the nightstand she settled back into the bed. She reached for the journal and placed it in her lap. For one minute, five minutes, thirty minutes she didn’t know she just stared at the journal before succumbing to it and opening it.
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 9

    She automatically flipped to the last page and began to read:
     
    March 1942,
    I sit here heartbroken. I am staring at my things packed and ready to go. I am leaving this evening for a big city. I won’t be taking this journal with me because it is filled with a lot of heartache for me.
    I love David I do love him so much, but I know now I am making the best choice for me at this moment in my life. I hope we can meet in the future, but I know once I leave this is goodbye.
    I have to leave before he comes back home. Knowing I won’t be able to once he is here.
    Goodbye,
    Kaylie
     
    Kylie sat on the bed tears filling her eyes up again. She was up against the same this young woman had been years ago and Kaylie chose to leave. Kylie wanted to believe she could figure everything out before it came to goodbye for her, but as the days passed her by she was becoming more fearful that her fate would end the same way young Kaylie’s had. Therefore her decision would make Derek’s fate the same as David’s own heartbroken fate many years ago.
    As she slid further down into the bed she suddenly didn’t care if she had dreamed David up she wanted him to return to her. Knowing he was the only person that could help her muddle through the mess of emotions and thoughts. Wiping her eyes as the tears trickled down her face she settled herself into a not so dreamless sleep.

    Derek arrived early for their first official date. Ringing the doorbell and patiently waiting for Kylie to answer. She smiled from the other side of the door watching him fidget with his jacket and with the flowers he had brought for her.
    Finally she could no longer stand it. She wanted to; she needed to be near him. Since their coffee shop meeting that fateful day she had only spoken to him a handful of times as they set things up for their date. She was anxious to see him again and now here he was. She opened the door