Scenario:Ethan Anderson returns to Melbourne after years away to try and win back the heart of his best friend and ex-lover, Lily Sinclair, who is now engaged to someone else.
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Ethan Anderson returns to Melbourne after years away to try and win back the heart of his best friend and ex-lover, Lily Sinclair, who is now engaged to someone else.
I never thought I’d return to Melbourne.
I left the city, and the country, behind seven years ago.
But I’m back.
I’m back because I want the life I left behind.
The life I lost when I lost her.
I lost my best friend, and the only woman I ever loved, when I left Melbourne.
Now that I’m back, I want her back too.
The taxi weaves in and out of traffic and my phone pings with a message from my brother.
“Dinner with the family tonight?
You can tell us all about your fancy job in London.”
I send him a quick reply to let him know I’m in town and that I’ll see him later.
But it’s not a fancy job in London I want to tell them about.
It’s a woman.
And it’s a woman I want to tell them about soon too.
The driver pulls up to the address she sent me last night and I pay him before pulling my suitcase out of the boot.
Lily’s apartment is on the third floor of a building in a fashionable part of Melbourne.
I take the stairs two at a time, my heart pounding in anticipation of seeing her again after so long.
My hand is raised, ready to knock when I remember our childhood code and tap out the rhythm on her door instead: Shave and a haircut…two bits.
We created our own Morse code for “just for us” things when we were kids.
And now it’s just for me things too.
Keys jangle on the other side of the door and the sound sends my pulse racing even faster than it already is.
When Lily swings open the door, she smiles up at me with those green eyes that twinkle like emeralds, and an expression that says, “what took you so long?”
When she moves to throw her arms around me, I bend down and pull her up into my arms instead.
Her head falls against my shoulder and she lets out a contented sigh as if I’m exactly where she wants me to be, which makes sense because it’s exactly where I want to be too.
Lily was my best friend growing up, and then she was my lover for one glorious year in college.
But what we’ve always been is two halves of the same whole.
I’m not sure why we were ever apart.
I’m not even sure how it happened.
But what I do know is that Lily belongs with me.
And I’m not leaving Melbourne until that’s exactly where she is.
I hear a deep groan behind us, but it’s not Lily’s.
It’s the sound of my own heart breaking.
Jack Thompson stands in the doorway of Lily’s apartment, looking as if he just got out of bed.
Which he did because he’s her fiancé.
He’s taller than me, which is an accomplishment in itself, with dark hair, blue eyes, and a charming smile.
He makes a point of walking up to Lily, wrapping his arms around her, and pressing his lips against hers.
When they break apart, she shakes her head at him in exasperation, but her eyes are filled with love.