Tomorrow.
The word had shattered him.
“We can make this work,” he had insisted. “We’ll write, call—”
Kira had shaken her head, tears slipping down her cheeks. “Long distance never works, Howard. You’ll meet someone in college. I don’t want to hold you back.”
“Never,” he had sworn. “You’re the love of my life, Kira. I’ll wait for you, no matter how long it takes.”
She had sobbed, pressing her face against his chest. “I’ll write to you,” she vowed.
However, she never did.
Until now.
