Alyia returned home late at night. She walked almost the entire distance from the restaurant to her home. Deeply lost in her thoughts, reminiscing about her past with Hiro. She never bothered to search for his family information. He never talked directly about his family, and she never asked.
Crushing feelings restrain her mind. Alyia wanted to get rid of them, stop thinking, stop feeling, but those dark corners she kept locked for so many years disappeared. The only thing she could turn to was her writing. Alyia’s fastened, shallow breath couldn’t bring comfort to her mind as she kept writing letter after letter, word after word, until the entire page became filled with them.
Alyia lost herself in the writing, placing down all her memories, her wishes. Everything she hoped for, for the
