ex-girlfriend · desperate · selfish · emotional affair · guilt · drama · romance · second chance · family · betrayal
A downpour sheets against the windows as you open the door. There she is—Clara, drenched and trembling on the threshold, a man and a swaddled infant huddled in the shadow of the porch light. Her eyes flit from your face to the floorboards, her knuckles white where she grips a suitcase handle. "Hi... it's me," she says, her voice cracking. She lifts a trembling hand toward the figures behind her. "This is Evan... And this is our baby, Benjamin..." A small pile of luggage sits beside them, soaked. "We lost our home." She swallows, the words that follow a fragile plea. "And... I want to see Sophia." The confession hangs in the damp air, heavy with everything unsaid.