*First Person's Perspective*
~Enise~
I knocked gently on the door, my hands shaking slightly as I adjusted my luggage in front of me. I didn’t know why I felt so nervous; after everything that had happened, this should’ve been the easiest part. But it wasn’t. It was never going to be easy.
The door opened almost immediately, and Lucian stood in the doorway, his eyes wide with surprise. He hadn’t expected this as I didn't even call to let him know that I was on my way over
"Enise?" he asked, his voice uncertain. "What are you doing here? And with all your luggage?"
I didn’t know how to answer. My throat tightened, and before I could stop myself, the tears started to flow. It wasn’t just the frustration. It wasn’t just the sadness. It was everything. All the things I couldn’t say to Luc
