THE RETURN
I have lived in this town for years—six, to be exact—
nestled in my grandmother’s home,
studying for the future,
working to cover the little extra life demands.
Everything was fine.
No—everything was more than fine. It was peaceful.
Until she appeared.
It took only a heartbeat to know—
Those dark, sharp eyes were impossible to forget.
And just like that,
the quiet I had built began to splinter.
Why did she have to appear?
Why here, of all places?
I never wanted her in my world again…
Yet there she stood, right beside me.
