She woke up feeling his arms around her waist and smiled. She just laid there not wanting to wake him, but he began to stir.
"Hey," he smiled opening his eyes.
"Sorry."
"It's fine, what time is it anyway?"
"5 AM. I'm sorry I'll get up, go back to bed," she whispered crawling over him and standing beside the bed.
"Oh yeah that reminds me, you got a package yesterday, from ,I think, Florida," James grinned to himself.
"Oh my word, Nick," she cheered running down the stairs. She ran in to the kitchen and sure enough, a small box sat on her table. She opened it slowly and pulled out the video tape. She walked into the entertainment room examining the video. She turned on the television and put the tape in the VCR and as soon as she did Nick appeared on the screen.

"Hey Candice, it's Nick. Of course can't ya tell. Well, you'll probably wondering why I am sending you a video tape, well I'm so sorry about Patrick and I've actually got more to tell you about him and why he stayed back with me. He told me to send you this poem after he left, like the next day or whatever. But I forgot to send it..sorry!" Candice chuckled at Nick, as he started to curse at himself on the tape and he got up from his chair and looked around the small room for the poem. "Sorry, you know me..Oh damn did I leave that recording..damn..sorry! Well, anyway..I found the poem in my suit case and I'll read it to you, but it's also in the package," Nick smiled at the camera and Candice melted, no matter what his smile could always make her smile.

It's dated 6 years ago and to 'Freshman' but he told me it was to you and I didn't doubt him." Tears filled her eyes. "I miss talking to you call me Candi Girl, and I sent you one of our new songs, I'm pretty sure it'll be on the new album but SHH don't tell, you know how record people can be! Love ya girl!"
"Bye Nick," she pressed the stop button and smiled. "Now I can move on with my life." She whispered to herself as she walked out onto the patio as the sun began to raise. "Another lovely day."