Back at home

The ride on the train was longer than Rhys and Sophie expected, but this was a good thing for them. If the ride could go on for longer, they would have been happy. For some reason, they both felt reluctant to return to her aunt’s house.

Spending those few days in the city reminded them both of the life and happiness they were giving up to be here. Why did they need to come back anyway? It was very obvious that they were happier away from this place.

Closure.

It was what brought Sophie back home. The need to heal. The urge to let go of the past and move on with her life. Rhys—this man whom she was beginning to love even more than life—to finally let herself be happy and free.

She took out her aunt’s journal and began to read. They still had about an hour before the train would make its final stop in the town. She opened the book to the page on which she had stopped and began to visualise the images in her head.

Eliana, her aunt, was infatuated by the boy, Adrian. From the first p