When We Were Home

Twelve years ago, Jupiter Blue Bristow-Winthrop disappeared.
One night, one decision, one final glance over her shoulder-and she was gone.
All she took was her little brother's hand, a locket pressed tight against her chest, and a love she was never supposed to keep.

Now, she's back.
Not because she wants to be.
Because sometimes the past isn't finished with you.

The town feels different. Smaller. The streets she once memorized now blur together like a life she can't quite remember.
But the things that mattered-the ones that broke her-those haven't changed.

The boy who never stopped believing in her.
The girl she never stopped loving.
The version of herself she had to kill to survive.

Coming back was never part of the plan.
But some ghosts refuse to stay quiet.
And some goodbyes are just the start of a different kind of story.

"Twelve years. One look. And suddenly I'm 13 again and wrecked." - Alessandra 'Ale' Marques