Day 64/65

It had been years since he'd seen her. He wronged her, and he knew it. His conscience would never forgive him. Would she? He wouldn't be surprised if she just stood up and walked out without a word or if she didn't even show at all. 

He had walked down this street many times. He had looked inside the restaurant many times. He had even reached out and took hold of the door handle many times. But many times, he turned and kept on walking, not looking back. He simply couldn't bear to see her face and all the hatred and anger and disappointment in it. It wasn't like he even knew if she would be there. They hadn't spoken in years. His fear kept him from opening that door. He knew he would come face to face with the biggest mistake he had ever made. So, he kept on walking many times. 

But not this time. This time, he opened the door. This time, he went in.