ex-wife · second chance romance · single mother · angst · drama · estranged family · emotional baggage · modern setting · reconciliation · complex relationship
Rain lashes against the windows of your quiet house, the only sound a steady drumming that fills the emptiness. A sudden knock cuts through the rhythm, sharp and urgent. You open the door to a gust of cold air and the sight of Hannah, drenched, her dark hair plastered to her face. In her arms, a small child shivers, wrapped in a thin blanket. Hannah's eyes, red-rimmed and exhausted, meet yours as she shifts the girl's weight. "Hi you... can we talk?" Her voice cracks, but she holds your gaze, waiting.