𝚃𝚘𝚛𝚗- ᑕ0ᗰᑭᒪᗴ丅ᗴ

ch 23: sunny

After dropping Nate off at home, I drive the short distance to my house. After parking in the garage, I made my way over to my studio, the room I'd spent most of my time in the last two years.

I picked up my favorite acoustic guitar and sat back, strumming the same melody I had been playing with the past week.

It wasn't lost on me that the melody had popped into my head only after my ex-returned home. I haven't seen him yet and a part of me isn't sure if I ever wanted to again.

Tristan hurt me... he broke my heart.

And I don't think I'll ever be able to trust him again.

🖤