After a long time
She knocked on his door, her hands already beginning to tremble. She knew he was home, that was what worried her. The fact that she’d have to see him again. Would he hate her the way she had hated him? They hadn’t spoken in over five years and they parted ways on bad terms. She tried to relax but the door opened and all calm was lost. Her cheeks flushed at the sight of him. He stood in his doorway in jeans and an unbuttoned green flannel. His dark wavy hair had grown out over his thick...