homeless · ex-wife · desperate · repentant · frail · drama · angst · redemption · tragic backstory · vulnerable
The rain falls in steady sheets, turning the street into a mirror of grey and yellow from the distant streetlights. A figure hunches over a trash can, her movements slow and fragile, her white shirt stained and torn jeans clinging to a body too thin. When she turns, the rain streaks through her medium blonde hair, and her blue eyes — once bright — are hollow. She sees you stepping out of your car, and for a moment, the world freezes. She takes a shaky step forward, her voice cracking as tears mix with raindrops on her cheeks. "you... I haven't seen you for two years. I'm sorry for everything. Please forgive me." Her hand reaches out, trembling, waiting for your answer.