Day 5 — 7:45 AM — Back in Town
I didn’t even know where I was driving until I passed the green "Welco to Spring Hill" sign.
Five days.
I’d been gone five days, sleeping in my car, crashing at a friend’s empty guesthouse, dodging calls from Milo.
I told myself I was leaving for good. That it was better for everyone if I disappeared. That love like ours — twisted, wrong, impossibly complicated — wasn’t ant to survive the light of day.
But here I was. Turning down Maplewood Lane. Slowing in front of the white two-story house I used to call ho.
Except now?
It didn’t feel like mine anymore.
8:05 AM — Sothing’s Missing
I parked across the street. Didn’t move.
There was a for-sale sign on the neighbor’s lawn. Our trash cans were out on the curb. Soone had finally fixed the screen door that had been broken since last spring.
Everything was the sa.
But it all looked off.
Like soone tried to recreate our life from mory — and got the details just a little wrong.
I checked my phone. No ssages. I hadn’t sent any either.
Because I didn’t know what to say to her.
Because I didn’t know if I even had the right to say anything anymore.
8:12 AM — The Door Opens
Milo stood there.
He didn’t look surprised.
"Hey," I said.
"Thought you’d show up today."
"How?"
He shrugged. "Just a guess."
He didn’t step aside. Didn’t invite in.
"Is Dad here?" I asked.
He nodded.
"And... Elena?"
Milo’s jaw tightened. "She’s gone."
My heart dropped.
"Gone where?"
"She left yesterday. Dad told her to go."
I took a step back, like the words physically hit . "She what?"
Milo folded his arms. "What did you think would happen, Aaron?"
8:30 AM — In the Kitchen, Like Ghosts
Eventually, he let in.
We sat across from each other at the kitchen table like we were strangers.
He slid a folded piece of paper across the table.
"She left this for you."
I opened it.
I’m sorry you had to co back to this.
I’m sorry I ruined everything.
But I ant what I said, Aaron.
I love you. But I can’t stay here.
—E
My throat closed up.
"She left without saying goodbye?" I asked, voice raw.
"You left first," Milo shot back. "You ran. You left to deal with the fallout. You left her."
"She told to," I snapped.
"Yeah, and you always do what she says, don’t you?"
Silence.
9:00 AM — Flashback: The Day I Left
I rember the look on her face.
Torn between guilt and sothing almost like relief.
"I think you should go," she had whispered.
"I don’t want to."
"I know," she said. "But I think we’ve already done too much damage."
I wanted to fight for us.
But the truth was... she was right.
So I packed a bag, left the letter, and disappeared.
Because running away was easier than watching it all collapse in front of .
9:45 AM — Dad Cos Downstairs
He stood in the doorway, arms crossed, eyes tired.
"Morning."
I stood up slowly. "Hey, Dad."
He nodded. Walked past . Poured coffee. Sat.
"I thought you might be gone longer," he said.
"I was. Then I wasn’t."
He looked at . Hard.
"Why her, Aaron?"
I couldn’t answer.
Because I didn’t know. Not really. It just... happened.
"She saw ," I finally said. "Not the perfect son. Not the golden child. Just... ."
Dad scoffed. "You think I don’t see you?"
"It’s different," I said. "With her, it felt like I could breathe."
He stared down at his cup. "Well, I hope it was worth what it cost."
10:30 AM — What I Should’ve Said
I wanted to apologize. For hurting him. For blowing up the family. For being the reason Elena cried herself out of a ho.
But the words got stuck in my throat.
So instead, I asked, "Do you know where she went?"
He didn’t answer right away.
Then, without looking at , he said, "No."
And I knew he was lying.
11:10 AM — The Car, the Rain, and the Choice
I sat in the car outside our house for an hour.
Staring at nothing. Rembering everything.
Her laugh when I burned pancakes that first Saturday morning.
The way she always double-knotted her sneakers before a walk.
The night she looked at like she wanted to run — but didn’t.
I could drive away again. Pretend this was closure.
Or I could find her.
And finally say the words I’d been too scared to say when it mattered.
📘 End of Chapter 28
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Aaron’s back.
Elena’s gone.
But he’s not done yet.
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