He used to kiss my neck between classes and say that we were soulmates. When I told him I was pregnant, we were parked behind the old movie theater. His eyes went wide first, then teary.
He pulled me close, breathed in the smell of my hair, and smiled. “We’ll figure it out, Elise,” he said. “I love you.
And now… we’re our own family. I’ll be there every step of the way.”
But by the next morning, he was gone. There was no call, no note… and no answer when I showed up at his house.
There was only Vaughn’s mother standing in the doorway, arms folded, her lips pressed into a line. “He’s not here, Elise,” she said flatly. “Sorry.”
I remember staring at the car parked in the driveway.
“Is he… coming back?”
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