His Holiday Miracle
Rorn T’Kar, Commander of Earth ship Verdon, returns home after battling Earth's enemies for five long years. His one regret is that the woman he still loves, and who broke their engagement, was killed in battle.
Lyra Dench broke her engagement to the handsome Rorn so she could join the Infiltration Corps. Due to the secrecy of her mission she couldn't tell Rorn why she left him almost at the altar.
Five years later Rorn finds himself home again on Armistice Day. The allies have won, but he’s lost his heart. For him, homecoming is a bittersweet experience until the love of his life suddenly arrives back home, on his front lawn. Rorn makes a vow. Whatever it takes, he’s not letting her walk away again. He’s got the second chance he’d hoped for; he’s got his holiday miracle.
“Rorn…I decided marrying wasn’t a smart life choice.”
“Breaking up with me in a public place was your way of saying so?”
She shook her head. “I had to.”
Feeling the pain of all those years once more, he crossed his arms over his chest and glared down at her. Old feelings that shouldn’t have rushed back, especially in light of just having found out she wasn’t dead. Her having survived should be the subject of the moment. Yet, for some crazy, indefinable reason, he wanted an answer. He felt he deserved one.
“You had to break things off…in front of all our friends,Lyra? You knew why I was upset. You’d signed on to do Creator knows what and without even telling me—” He stopped when she lifted her chin in a defiant manner.
A long, deep breath was in order. He took it, then tried again. The shock of seeing her was undoing every bit of his control. He had to guard his words or this reunion, strange and incredible as it was, would go nowhere fast. “I don’t understand. But I…I’m glad you’re all right. Back safe and sound. That’s enough. Everything else is in the past. So we’ll just let bygones be bygones. All right?”
“No. It’s not all right,” she shot back. “Look…I just came here to tell you how sorry I am. It was a tactless, infantile thing to do. I’d have never done it that way if I’d been given the choice.”
Something in her tone immediately alerted him “Are…are you s-saying someone forced you to break up with me?”
She shook her head, apparently trying to clear her thoughts.
“This was a mistake.” Her gaze fell and she stared at the ground between them before looking at him again. “I am sorry and always was. Spending all those months isolated made me think…about a lot of things. I just…I just thought you ought to know that I was wrong to break up with you in such a confrontational manner. And I’m sorry.”
He put his hands on her shoulders, and gazed deeply into her eyes. “Somebody did make you end our engagement, didn’t they?”
“They aren’t going to be my excuse.”
“Lyra?” he assertively prompted.
Lyra backed up and sat on the bench again. A look of utter weariness passed over her features as her robotic crutches automatically folded. Without thinking twice, he knelt in front of her, and leaned forward until their faces were only inches apart. “What are you trying to tell me?”
“I…can only tell you a little. Even the commander of a Galaxy-Class fighting ship isn’t allowed to know certain information.”
“You know where I was and what I was doing, didn’t you?” he softly asked. “You kept up with me.”