"Long time no see, Hayes Edwards."
She smiled, her eyes curving gently.
It's been many years since anyone called him that.
She had grown taller than before, but still had those round eyes. When she smiled, they were like crescents, with dimples on both cheeks, and her smile was very sweet.
In that instant, memories deliberately forgotten came rushing back like a tide, almost suffocating him, but her smile easily dispelled that suffocation.
Hayes Edwards couldn't muster a smile.
Along with the memories came feelings of grievance and anger.
So he didn't say another word and slammed the door shut with a "bang".
Grace Winter stood outside the door, her outstretched hand frozen midway, the joy in her eyes not yet spilling over before being replaced by helplessness. After standing silently outside the door for a few minutes, she had to pick up the trash on the ground and head downstairs.
