“Please. Yes. I’ve Been Searching for So Long.”
Her reply came in less than a minute:
“Please, yes. When? Where? I’ve been searching for so long.”
We agreed to meet at a small café downtown.
I barely slept that night.
I rehearsed what I’d say, how I’d explain a truth I’d only just learned myself.
The next day, when I walked into the café, Hannah was already there.
Corner table by the window.
Hands wrapped around a coffee cup like it was the only stable thing in her world.
When our eyes met, we both froze.
She stood slowly, her hand covering her mouth.
