Outside, immediately after stepping out…..
Eloise leaned back against the cold brick wall of the building, letting out a shaky breath. The night air slapped her face, sharp and bitter, but it was better than being inside. Her legs felt weak. Her arms wrapped around her chest as if shielding herself from the past that was clawing its way back.
What if I could go back in time? She thought bitterly. What if I could choose again?
She scoffed aloud, her phone buzzed. She looked at the screen and saw that it was a call from a strange number. She hesitated, almost rejected it. But her thumb slipped.
“Why haven’t you been answering my calls?” Pamela’s shrill voice exploded from the speaker. "You blocked my number, didn’t you? That’s heartless! Richard has leukemia, Eloise! Are you really going
