Looking at the monitor on the door, it was someone she hadn't seen in a long time, someone she wanted to see but also didn't want to see.
"Open the door, I know you're home!" The cold, contemplative voice came through the monitor, unhurried and authoritative, not commanding in severity, yet determined not to stop until the goal was achieved.
"Come in." She had intended to pretend she wasn't home, but he had already seen through it. If she kept pretending, it would inevitably be awkward. Besides, seeing the solitary figure in black military uniform stepping through the snow in the night, her heart would ache. She pressed the voice control and opened the door.
The night was cold and bright, snowflakes fell, and the ground was all white.
He took off his black military cap, shook off the snowflakes, and walked in.
