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The ball rolled through the pins, knocking each of them down. David turned to Catherine, giving her a high-five. Both giggled as he wrapped an arm around her.

"Good shot. Good shot," said the bowler beside them. He glanced at his wife. "Think we'll top their score?"

The woman met his grin with one of her own. "Just watch me," she said, stepping in place.

Catherine and David began eyeing each other, losing touch with the scene around them.

She cleared her throat, and turned back to the game.

David stood beside Catherine in a bustling lobby. Her plane was about to take off any moment. "Been a long while since we've been at an airport — together, I mean."

Catherine nodded a bit. "I know what you meant." She licked her lips while staring off in the distance.

David felt a flutter within his heart. He took a deep breath, then lowered his voice. "Catherine," he muttered. "I- -"

He was interrupted by a sudden announcement. The time had come for Catherine to leave.

She turned to him, her ponytail swaying. "Well..." she said, flashing a smile.

David grinned back. "He's going to be so happy you came to visit."

Catherine blushed. She was quite excited about seeing Michael again.

After a moment's pause, he pulled her close. They stroked each other while sharing a hug — longer than either had expected to. Upon separating, they paused again, eyeing one another with familiar warmth.

Then Catherine turned, pulling her tote as she walked. A shiver ran through her as she thought of David.

One minute later, she pulled out her phone and sent a quick text message: 'See you when I get back.'

Seconds afterward, Chloe responded to the text with a smiley face.

Catherine wore a bright stare as she typed her reply: 'I love you,' she wrote, eyeing the screen with affection.

Michael grinned while lowering his cup. "You and Dad have been spending some time together."

Catherine tittered while glancing off. "He told you?" she purred.

"No," he murmured. "But I can tell."

She lifted an eyebrow, turning back to him.

"It's like you have this aura about you, the kind I always saw when you two were really happy."

Catherine fell silent, feeling awkward now.

"What happened to those days?" Michael wondered. "I mean, I obviously know the events of the past few years...but what really happened, and why?" he asked. Michael couldn't help but squirm a bit. He recalled that she'd tried telling him before, but he'd been too upset to listen back then.

Catherine stroked her cheek, looking about with a grin. "With me and your Dad, it's complicated," she said. "Sometimes people drift apart...but some of their love endures anyway."

He eyed her closely, trying to read her mind. "Are you feeling something for him again?"

Her smile faded slowly, and she stewed a bit. It seemed she was always feeling something that she wasn't 'supposed' to feel.

"Part of the reason I ask...is because I think I can relate to what you're going through now."

Catherine lifted an eyebrow.

"I love Heather." Michael paused. "But there's someone else who's come along..." His words trailed off. He lowered his gaze.

After a lengthy bout of silence had passed, Catherine reached over and stroked his hand.

Michael sighed. "I'm trying to figure out what I should do."

Catherine stared, then looked off with a nod. "I think you have to look inside and be true to your heart. It's hard to do that sometimes, because what you ultimately find might have repercussions." She had to pause. "But I think that's what's fairest to you, and the people you care about."

Catherine sat at the computer and studied the screen. She'd sent a couple of e-mails to Chloe and David. They'd read the missives, and sent their replies.

She'd told both of them that she was coming home. She'd also told them that she'd reached a decision, that the triangle needed to be finished for good.

Both David and Chloe agreed with her.

Catherine leaned backward, letting her eyes fall shut. She'd literally spent years with both of them now, giving them love, and feeling theirs in return, bringing them happiness, and getting it back. Both of them were grateful for their bonds with her, and she was grateful for her bonds with them. But once again, she'd reached a point in which she knew for certain whom she wanted to be with.

She wondered if that feeling was permanent this time.

Thoughts of the airport came back to her. She recalled the warmth that she'd felt just before her flight. Then she eyed her phone upon hearing it beep. Both had sent her some affectionate words.

Catherine smiled as she studied the screen. She loved them both, and in some form or another, Catherine knew that she always would.