Playing around

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:A Normal Day In Fall
part 2

"As I walked with Michael, my boyfriend of two years, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at how far I'd come since that fateful night. We met in high school, where Michael was a student teacher with medium-length, chestnut-brown hair and honeycomb eyes that seemed to see right through me. His skin was like fresh caramel, and his smile could light up a room. But what he didn't know was that I was hiding a deep pain, one that I masked with a bright smile and attentive gaze.

In high school, I would often zone out, my mind wandering to the traumatic event that had left me scarred. I would tap my fingers anxiously on my desk, my eyes glazing over as I disappeared into my thoughts. It was as if I was living in two worlds - one where everything seemed fine, and another where I was drowning in pain.

I hadn't seen him since high school, and I hadn't even tried contacting him. Why would I? He was a part of my past, a reminder of the pain I'd rather forget. But sometimes, in the quiet moments, I couldn't help but wonder what had become of him. Was he happy? Had he moved on?

Michael's voice broke into my thoughts, "Hey, Em? You okay? You seem a little lost in thought." I smiled, shaking off the memories. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just enjoying the day." Michael's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his Harry Potter-glasses slipping down his nose.

But Michael knew me too well. He saw the flicker of pain in my eyes, the way my smile faltered for a moment before I regained my composure. He took my hand, his touch warm and comforting. "I'm glad we're doing this. I love spending time with you." My heart swelled with gratitude for Michael's love and support. I was grateful for the strength I'd found within myself to overcome the past and embrace the present. As we walked side by side, I knew I was exactly where I was meant to be."