Run. I wanted to run.
I wanted to turn around and storm out of the house, but my feet were glued to the ground. Seeing my mother was enough, but him as well? And what the f**k is he doing here?! I left two years ago, they cannot still be friends?
My mother adored him when we were together. She hoped we would get married, have kids and live out our lives here. But I crushed her dreams when I left, and his as well.
But I don't regret leaving. I will never regret leaving.
"Julian." The name left my lips in a long breath before I could stop it. Julian flinched and took a step forward, his eyes wide of surprise and.. happiness? Surely he must have moved on since I left. But if he has, why is he in my mother's house?
"Julian is tending my garden." my mother said shortly and r
