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rgettable, and quiet. But as soon as I saw the cream-colored paper, my pulse stuttered, betray
even years since I last heard from him, since I had convinced myself I was finall
with trembling fingers. Why now? I whispered to the empty kitchen, as
I tried to be serious, the promises we made when the world felt like it belonged only to us. I had burie
nds shook as I slit it open. Inside was a single sheet of paper, folded neat
topped lo
into the chair, clutching the letter like it was my lifeline. I
uldn't move. "Ella?" That deep, familiar voice. It was him. Jerry. Af
magnetic presence, same pain and longing I remembered all too well. He steppe
e," he said, his voice low, uncerta
aring, for every night I had cried thinking I'd lost him forever. B
Jerry?" I
"Because I can't stay away. Beca
at, the past was
it contained not just paper but all the years I had tried to forget. I took a deep breath and forced my fing
, the way he slanted the "E" in my name just slightly to the right... it was unmistaka
topped lo
a smaller apartment, two young hearts convinced they could conquer the world. His laughter echoing in the hallways. His hand find
ng him had almost destroyed me once, a
... her
mmed against my ribs. I almost didn't want to answer. Almost.
ll
really be him? My mind screamed no-this had to be a dream, some
ed the
dark eyes that had once held me captive, the same presence that had made every room brighter simply by ex
oice low and cautious, almost apologetic. "I didn't think.
ds lodged somewhere deep in my throat. Instead, I simply nod
noticed how the light caught his features, the faint crease at the corner of his eyes that hadn't been there bef
"I know I disappeared. I know I hurt you, Ella. An
ousand times in the years we were apart. And yet hearing them now... the
ely able to meet his eyes.
on. "Because I can't stay away. Because every day wit
door, to protect myself, to push him away. But I couldn
ndered if it would break, or if it would hold. And then... he leaned forward, the faintest hesitation i
"and I don't expect you to just forget. I just
ll, listening to the echoes of my own heartbeat. Because even as anger, fear, and disbelief battled inside me, ther
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