She'd always been told "a time and a place for everything." and on the less religious end she heard the same sentiment that "all good things must come to an end."
Getting up in the morning was difficult, not because of exhaustion, but because she couldn't bear to let him go, to leave his side, even for a minute.
With trepidation she realized that she was happy. Truly, one hundred percent happy.
With any kind of luck, religion and sentiment would fail.
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