The door made a loud bang as it closed with a thud behind Mira. She stood still for a moment, her hand still resting on the doorknob, her breath hitching with pained breaths. As her knees were made of jelly, they turned wobbly.
She crumbled to the floor.
Her back slid down the door until she was sitting on the cold floor, her arms wrapped tightly around herself. She cried silently, her body trembling as she thought of the argument, the heartbreak, and the fear for Eli, which overwhelmed her.
The house felt too empty.
Too quiet.
Too foreign now.
"I thought coming back would fix things," she whispered brokenly to the silence. "But I was wrong."
The tears came down her eyes freely now, soaking her sleeves. Her chest hurt, her head throbbed, and her heart...her foolish, hopeful heart
