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it in you to change her mind. To make her see marriage isn’t the bogey monster she thinks it is.”
    “You’re not too enthused about marriage either.”
    “Only because I haven’t found the right woman as yet, but I swear, if I ever find her, I’ll give up my bachelorhood in a heartbeat.” Tyson narrowed his eyes. “And don’t make this about me, man, it’s all about you.”
    “No. I’m not going to act selfishly. I thought about myself, and looked what happened. I lost a child and the only woman I’ve ever loved.”
    “Agreed.” Tyson said. “Look, I’m sorry for being so hard on you. No matter what you’ve decided to do, I’ve still got your back.”
    Yes, one thing Sean knew for sure was that Tyson had his back, most times. Tyson didn’t support Sean when he’d learned about the message Sean had left for Heather, the day after Heather’s surgery.
    Tyson had shaken his head in annoyance. “Can’t believe you did that, man.”
    “I know, I know.”
    “You think?”
    “I’ve told you a dozen times, I doubled back to the hospital and Heather had already checked out. She gave up her apartment when we moved in to our place, so it didn’t make sense to check there. She’s not answering her phone.” Sean was such a fool. He regretted that he’d allowed self-pity to overcome him. “I’m just hoping she’s on her way here. I need to fix this…this mess I’ve made.”
    “Well, that’s my cue to leave so you two lovebirds can kiss and make up. But have you thought about what to do if she doesn’t come back? That maybe you went too far?”
    Sean refused to think about the possibility that Heather was going to walk away from him. But when she didn’t come home that night, or the next, and when calls—and later—visits to her work proved futile, he had no choice but to come to the conclusion that she’d left him. What worried him most was that Heather had no close living relatives, so he worried that something serious had happened to her.
    Two days passed before he thought of checking up on Heather’s friends, Selene and Tasha. They were both tight-lipped and just a bit hostile, which gave him a clue that Heather was safe, but that she didn’t want to deal with him just yet. He left messages with Selene and Tasha every day, hoping they would pass them on to Heather, but he guessed his pleas couldn’t heal the hurt he’d inflicted on her. He could empathize with the singer Robin Thicke, who wanted his wife Paula Patton back. Sean wanted Heather back. He’d been a fool to let her go, especially when she had never given any indication that she wanted out. He called himself all kinds of fool for letting the best thing that had happened to him slip away.
    Weeks later, Sean still had no clue about Heather’s whereabouts. But he wasn’t going to let her go. Never. If it took the rest of his life to find her, he would. And then he’d prove to her every day how much he wanted and needed her in his life. To hell with going through with the divorce! What the hell was he thinking when he told Heather he’d give her one after a year had passed? He didn’t plan on divorcing her back then, and he sure wasn’t going to do it now.
    The distant sound of tires on loose gravel roused him from the past and back to the present. He looked around him, marveling that he hadn’t even noticed the flowers in every color in bloom. Spring was Heather’s favorite season, and she would have enjoyed the sight of those flowers if she were there with him.
     
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    “I guessed right, you are here.”
    Heather couldn’t believe her luck when she found Sean at the B&B where they’d first made love. What a wonderful day that was, but what had happened then could never have indicated that their happiness would be short-lived.
    Sean swung around, and Heather’s breath caught in her throat. He was a mere shadow of his former self. Gone was the best friend, the husband she knew, who looked vibrant and happy.