Finally Meeting At The Terminal.

Amara’s day started out peaceful, too peaceful if you asked her. She had a hot, calm cup of coffee, taking her sweet time and staring at the window as she quietly sipped on it, wondering when last she had felt so…peaceful. “Morning, Love,” Elijah walked out from behind her, placing a kiss on her cheek as he proceeded to grab a shirt from the wardrobe and get dressed. “Sleep well?” “Yea,” Amara replied, placing her mug down and standing up to wrap her arms around Elijah’s waist, resting her head against his back. It wasn't normally something Amara would do, but today, today just felt like the day to do something like this. “What about you?” “Slept like a baby thanks to you.” Came Elijah’s soft answer. He pulled away, but only so that he could throw his shirt on, before once again taking Amara into his arms, placing a gentle kiss on her lips. “I have an operation later today,” He informed ahead of time. “I’m gonna be quite busy, but if you need me, I’ll always have my phone on me.” Amara