For a moment, the sight pulled her back to another time. Back when she believed that love was enough to make a home. Back when she used to sit on that porch, dreaming about the future with the man who would later betray her.
She parked at the curb and took a deep breath. The gate creaked slightly as she opened it. Her shoes clicked softly on the stone path leading to the front door. Every step felt like walking into a memory she didn’t want to relive.
Dennis opened the door before she could knock. He looked almost the same…same charming smile, same carefully styled hair but something in his eyes had changed. They didn’t hold the love and tenderness they once did years ago.
“Ariana,” he said with a smooth smile, leaning on the doorframe like he owned the place. “You came.”
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