Karis: (noun) greek; grace...

FINAL SCENE As Nora climbed up the rails of the bridge she couldn't help but smile, thinking back on her life. For only 22 she had lived a full live up to this point. She thought of her happiest memory which now seemed like a lifetime ago. Sleeping under the starry sky night with her family while the cool summer breeze washed over them. She thought of more recent happier memories, her 22nd birthday that James had thrown for her. It was one of the happiest days of her life and she couldn't believe that someone could actually go through that much trouble for her. The last memory left her in tears. Who knew it was possible to be sad and and happy at the same time, she thought as she smiled through tears. Once up on the ledge of the rails she took a while to take the view in. Tonight wasn't too cold, which made this all the more easier, but the city had quited  down. And from up the bridge she could see the entire London skyline. Looking down into the Thames made her questio

JAMES II "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday Dear James, happy birthday to you!" sang Nora and James' housemates Brad and Cooper. It was James' 21st birthday party and Nora had made sure that her beloved boyfriend would enjoy it. James had his birthday in March, only 8 months after the two had gone legit but by that time Nora was already in love. She didn't even hesitate when making the plans for her boyfriend's birthday. Despite all she had gone through in relationships, she was sure James was 'The One'. Funny thing is, she wasn't even looking for him. One day he had just presented himself and bam! That was it. Nora beamed at James' smile, in all the time she had known him, she had never seen him smile that way. Content, happy, like a kid who had just seen Santa. Of course it made sense partly. Being nervous about her first birthday with James, Nora had gone all out. She had gotten him a gorgeous watch, a coffee m

THE AFTERMATH When Nora awoke the following morning she couldn't remember anything. But after a few seconds it all came back. At first she thought it had all been a dream, a colossal nightmare that she unfortunately had had many times before. But this time it wasn't a dream, James really had left. She couldn't remember when or how she fell asleep, all she remembered was the crying. And right on cue the tears came rolling down. It felt like someone had punched her in the stomach and tore out her heart all the same time. She was in literal physical pain. And speaking of her stomach, a weird sensation crept up on her. Almost toppling down the stairs, she rushed towards the bathroom. Just in time to hurl her insides out into the toilet. After almost 5 minutes of vomiting she was finally able to get herself sat up straight against the wall. "I am really sorry," she began recalling James' words. To be fair, he really did seem genuine when he said it, pained even.