Sara thought this was the best Valentines day ever. After all, she and Taylor went on a hunt for the perfect engagement ring. They'd searched the mall, but both looked a little down when they found out how much they wanted for an engagement ring. Finally, they went on a drive and ended up in one of the oldest towns in the state. It wasn't too far from their hometown, and winter was in a slight thaw, so they looked from one shop to the next.
And there it was in an antique shop. It was something that made them both a little nostalgic, and happy too. Yes, she'd finally found the ring and it fit perfectly.
Perfect. She kept telling herself. It was all so perfect.
Finally, her life was so smooth. She loved their little place. She'd already started chives inside by the balcony door. It was all coming together.
It had been a long time since she felt this. Breathing in life with a smile and laughter, excited about the future, and then she got a call from work that made her stop and realize just how dizzy life actually was.
"Did you, get fired?" Taylor's eyes were wide open, as if he was expecting the worst, and was a little unsure if he could catch her is she should fall.
She couldn't exactly tell him. Especially, when all she could do was listen to the woman drone on..about her job.
Suddenly, she felt so numb. It couldn't be. Yet, her heartbeat rushed on. It echoed through her as if this was it. This was IT.
Finally, she got off the phone, possibly choking on her own words.
"I've..I've been promoted." She explained, and took a deep breath. "I..I have to go to Chicago."
"Chicago!" Taylor winced as if that was strange.
"Yes, some training, to..to be a buyer..um...its..its for three months."
"THREE MONTHS." It was as if he were about to come undone.
She felt herself slightly shake, but he grabbed her shoulders, as if she might fly away from him this instance. He sighed, then hugged her. He was happy for her, after all.