Martha
When everyone insisted I stay, I finally gave in and sat down, though I wasn’t blind to their intentions. They were stalling, buying time, for him. For Vander.
My heart thudded painfully as I imagined what would happen when he walked in. Three months apart wasn’t long by any measure, yet it had stretched into an eternity. If he could split open my chest, he would see that he still lived in every corner of my heart. Always him. It had always been him. Only recently had I carved out the smallest space for myself, and even that felt fragile.
No matter what had passed between us, I had never stopped loving him, and I never would.
Then he entered.
The moment Vander stepped into the room, my composure shattered. Tears stung my eyes before I could blink them away. I couldn’t bring my
