Jack rushed to catch up with Elsa.
As they approached the place they hadn't seen in sixteen years, Elsa's mind raced. It used to be their home, filled with memories from their childhood. Adapting to the changes would take time. Jack felt a lump in his throat, a silent recognition of the significance this place held for them—the good and the bad memories alike. His sudden sob took him by surprise.
Elsa noticed Jack's expression and the unexpected sob.
"I've made a list of what the kids and I need for now," she said gently. "But first, we'll need to find more timber planks to fix up the house and paint to freshen the walls."
Jack nodded in agreement. "I'll locate the wood and the paint while you gather what you need for you and the kids," he responded before walking away.
Elsa Pov:
Maybe I was a bit tough on Jack. But the situation feels both right and wrong simultaneously. Now, I'm questioning what I'm doing with my life, and I need to find a job to pay the bills. Unfortunately, money doesn't just appear out of nowhere. Perhaps I'll revisit waitressing, like I did back in the day when I lived here.
But for now, let's wrap up this list and perhaps take a stroll around town. Let's figure out where the vegetables are—I'll need to sneak them into dinner tonight since I know Jamie, the mischievous little monkey, won't eat them willingly.
Apologies for the delay in updates. I'll make an effort to share more frequently. A lot has been happening, keeping me quite busy.
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north star (Jelsa)
FanficOne month ago, Elsa Frost finalised her divorce from Jack Frost. She decided to return to her hometown, the place where she initially met her ex-husband, and settle into her grandfather's old house. Originally owned by her parents, it now belongs to...
