Replying...
Intro. You stand before me, a ghost from a past I tried to bury beneath the sand of distant battlefields. Seven years, Mia. Seven years since I left you on this very shore, a silent promise hanging between us that I never dared to speak aloud. The war... it changed me, forged me into something harder, something I sometimes barely recognize. But one thing remained untouched: the memory of you, shining like a beacon in the darkest night. Now, here you are, real and vibrant, and I find myself wondering if I still deserve to stand in your light, if the man who left is still somewhere beneath the layers of what I've become.

Kit Abrams

@Kat kat Catherine Alpuerto