Lena
I tried my best to hurry myself back into my routine after leaving Raymond's house. Work helped distract me, even if only for a little while. Sylvia had been nothing but kind to me since the day I arrived. My stay at her family house had been surprisingly stress-free, with her mother constantly fussing over my well-being as though I were her own daughter.
But despite their kindness, I couldn't take my mind off Raymond.
No matter how hard I tried, thoughts of him kept creeping back into my mind. His eyes… the way they always seemed to hold me in place whenever he looked at me. Or maybe it was those strong arms that wrapped around me so firmly, never letting me fall. I missed his embrace. I missed the warmth that came with it.
Sometimes I caught myself staring blankly into space, completely lost in memories. Sylvia noticed, of course, but she never pushed me to talk about it. She gave me the privacy I needed without probing, and for that I was grateful.
