He was standing in our bedroom doorway, watching me fold sweaters into a suitcase.It was the big gray suitcase. The one we’d bought together for our trip to Portugal three years ago. There was still a luggage tag on the handle with both our names on it in his handwriting. Ethan Cole & Claire Bennett. I’d looked at it while I was packing and almost lost my nerve.I love you, Claire,” he said.READ MORE BELOW
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