The days went by on their last month. Delaney and Vincent both worked to keep up the charade that everything was going to be fine and that they were happy. Inside though their hearts were breaking. Every good time together was bittersweet and made them ache because they realized it might be the last time.
Vincent took Delaney in the carriage to one of their nearby estates where he strolled with her through the orchard while she breathed in the scent of blossoms and fruit. They ate a picnic lunch in the middle of the place under an apple tree that was enormous. Then because they were in no rush, they napped there.
