Celeste
“Of course. Let’s chat later and make a plan.”
Matt’s response came within minutes after I sent it. I felt my heart swell with an almost sickening combination of anticipation and dread; while it was incredibly exciting to see Matt again, there was always the looming dark cloud of the lies I had been threading throughout our short-lived relationship.
When I arrived home after spending the night with Fiona, my thoughts were still buzzing from the dream and the decision to see Matt again. The excitement was tinged with nervousness, my secrets hanging like a shadow over the happiness I felt.
As I walked up the path to the house and pushed open the front door, the familiar smell of home filled my nostrils. But the comfort it usually provided was absent. I felt like an in
