She shook her head in disbelief. How was he standing in front of her? How did he even find her? Memories flooded her, she couldn't control the influx. This powerful emotion took over her. She stepped a little closer to him. He was wearing black: a black t-shirt, black pants and black boots. His hair was also dyed black. His skin was pale and he smelled like he hadn't taken a proper shower in days.
He looked up.
She saw the same amber eyes that haunted her wherever she went. His eyes were like a mirror to a past she forced herself to forget countless times, a projection of all her fears. He looked different; there were dark bags under his eyes and he had lost a tremendous amount of weight. His bony face forced a smile and just then, she couldn't believe it. He had never smiled at her be
