It has been some time since Chris passed away...

I've visited Tiffany a couple of times since that unfortunate incident...

As for Wil and I??

Well, Wil has largely been busy with work, and letting me be during his free time, probably knowing that I've been grieving...

It was hard initially to cope with Chris's absence, but eventually, I managed to get over it.

Now I'm trying to figure out how to incorporate my new realization into my relationship with Wil.

It's now that I realize that I've largely been holding back. I could be so much more, do so much more, not only with Wil, but also with, in layman's terms, everything.

It's time I stopped holding back and let it all go, because, honestly, I can never know when I won't be able to do something any longer.

Everything's changing around me, and it's time I went with it instead of fighting back, like I've been doing so far...

I'm going to adapt myself, and be better, much better, not only for myself, but also for Wil.

I continue on this journey, the journey of betterment, of both myself and everything else.

I've been absentmindedly doing something while I've been thinking all of this.

Now I finally notice what I've been doing: rummaging through a box of old stuff.

Confused at first, I finally realize what I've been doing: searching for a onesie that someone once gifted me, but I chucked it into this box, fearing people's reactions if I wore that.

I did love it, but I didn't even wear it once, and I don't even remember who gave it to me,

Now, I don't want to care about what people say, I just feel like wearing it.

I finally find it, neatly folded, in a bag. Hopefully it fits...

I take it out and replace my jeans and t-shirt with it.

I walk up to the mirror and take a look. It does look good!! Plus, it's damn comfortable...

My only regret: I didn't start wearing it earlier!!

I leave my hair tied up and walk down to the kitchen to get a drink.

My hands wrapped around the warm cup, I walk out to the sofa and settle down on it.

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I take a sip of the hot cocoa, mmm, delicious!!

My lips unconsciously curl up into a smile.

"That delicious, huh??" a familiar voice says, nearly making me jump up.

"How long have you been here??" I ask Wil.

"Couple of minutes..." he says, looking longingly at my cup of hot cocoa.

"You're not having any of this, if that's what you're thinking..." I tell him, making his face drop.

I look at his crestfallen expression and say, "Cheer up, Wil!! There's more in the kitchen. I mean, I was going to drink it, but you can have it..."

His face lights up as he thanks me and runs into the kitchen.

He shows up seconds later and plops down next to me on the couch.

"I'll buy you more, Demi, I promise!!" Wil tells me as he sips the cocoa and sighs, leaning back in pure satisfaction.

I laugh and take another sip.

He is right: it is heavenly!!

I turn to Wil to see him looking at me intently.

With his eyes on me, he lifts up his cup and takes a sip from the side of his mouth, making me laugh.

He smiles a bit and asks me, "So you finally wore that, eh??", pointing down to my onesie.

Something clicks in my mind then: it was Wil who'd given it to me.

I recall a memory...

"Demi, we finally have matching onesies!!" Wil says excitedly after handing me the bag.

I smile at his excitement.

"Hey, whenever you wear this, tell me: we can wear them on the same day!!" Wil continues...

I smile at the memory, and return back to reality.

I look at Wil, who is patiently waiting for an answer.

When I don't answer, he says, "Nah, I'm not mad at you for not wearing it; I'm just mad you didn't tell me!! Do you even remember??"

I nod in response.

"Luckily, I have been waiting for this day, so-" he walks to a cupboard and fishes out his onesie, and continues, "I'm prepared!!"

"Give me a minute, Demi." he says and runs off to the kitchen, changing there.

"Let's go out!!" he says.

"I'm ready!!" I say, downing the last of my hot cocoa and dumping the cup in the sink.

I grab my phone, wallet and keys and stuff them into the pocket of my onesie.

I walk out to Wil, who's wearing his shoes.

I wear my shoes while Wil locks up, and we're soon done...

"This is amazing!!" I say, turning around to take in the entire aura...

It is beautiful, this place, and I'm so glad Wil brought me here!!!

We then have an amazing time, just talking,talking and talking, and then some eating.

At first, Wil seems a bit confused, what with my new behaviour, but he doesn't say a thing about it.

But just before he leaves, he tells me, his voice soft, but with a certain pride underlining it, "Demi, I don't know what you're up to, or what you're trying to do; just know that I will always support you, no matter what..."

"Thank you, Wil; I'll keep that in mind..." I reply, a bit blandly, but Wil doesn't seem to care.

He gives me a huge smile, one that I've told him I love, and pecks me on my cheek, and leaves...

I look at the pic we took on my phone and smile.

This picture represents a new day, a new start, for the both of us, and I'll forever cherish it...

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