It was the last top of the trip. She found herself looking out the window, rain falling down thinking of him. They weren’t right for each other, they never would be, but she missed him, his scent, and the way it would wash joy over her body. Scrambling through her luggage, out fell out his cologne. She spritzed a little into the air and took in a deep breathe. Instantly her mind was filled with moments, songs, and locations where they had been together. She looked down at her phone and quickly put it away. “I can’t,” she thought, remembering it will just never be. But the comfort she had will always remain in the Millionaire His cologne. A piece of him that she can keep forever.