Alexis faltered for a minute before she thumped on Haven's front door. Her heart was beating, her palms were clammy, and she may still feel the sting of their final contention new in her mind. The battle they had before she raged out was unstable, filled with yelling, allegations, and a torrent of feelings not one or the other of them had completely caught on at the time.
Haven had blamed her of not trusting him, and Alexis had let go back, irate and harmed, that he was still hung up on his ex, Vanessa. She knew she shouldn't be back here so before long, but she couldn't shake the feeling that they had left things uncertain.
After what felt like an forever, the door swung open, and there stood Haven, his expression incoherent. His dim eyes bolted onto hers, and for a moment, not on
