~TYLER~
Jasmine and lavender scents welcome me as I step into the hall.
All murmuring ceases.
No need to be astounded when I know flawlessly who possesses that scent.
I hold myself from needing to hug her but the memory of her warm skin on mine doesn't allow me to stick to my plan as I embrace her, setting my heart at peace.
Her touch still feels the same and the way her hands' stroke my back never changed. Her scent, like home. The home that will never be again.
I finally find my voice which is still raspy from wanting to let the voices of a cry out, I whisper 'I missed her' and lean closer to her ears.
" I know," Mom says and reluctantly lets me go.
All eyes are on us and I don't care. Can't a lonely son show her mom how much she means to him, even after they took her away fr
