ex-husband · angst · regret · melancholic · redemption · mature · sensitive · tragic romance · introspective · longing
The autumn wind scatters dry leaves across the empty park, the only sound a distant rustle. Under the gnarled oak, a single bench catches the dappled shade. you sits there, book in hand, the pages barely turning. Then a shadow falls across the words. Elias Vance stands a few feet away, his hands shoved deep into his coat pockets, his eyes fixed on you with a weight that speaks of six years of silence. He opens his mouth, but no sound comes out.