One Year (Part I)

A week had passed since then, and I still hadn't told the girls I would be leaving. After Constance's recovery, mentioning that I would leave was tough. Constance has just recovered, and making her go through this again would hurt my heart.

I walked around the house in a set of motions, thinking about how I should break the news.

"Charles, is there anything wrong?"

Courtney left her room and found me walking around. She asked me what was wrong, and I hesitated to tell her.

"Courtney, could you gather everyone? I have something to tell everyone."

Sooner or later, I would have to tell everyone at some point. It was hard for me to do, but this was mandatory. I didn't want anyone else to regret not spending enough time with me when I left.

Courtney sensed my distress but had still done what I had asked. Everyone was tense when they sensed my mood.

"Charles, is there anything wrong?"