~Jennie’s~

“I wasn’t sure I’d ever walk through that door again.”

His voice is softer than the wind slipping past the windows, but my heart hears it before my ears even catch up. I freeze at the base of the stairs. My hand is pressed against the wooden banister like it’s the only thing keeping me upright. And he's there—Leo. Standing right there in the foyer like he never left, like he didn’t take pieces of me when he did.

His shoulders look broader, his jaw a little tighter, but there’s a calmness in his eyes I’ve never seen before. A stillness. Like maybe the storm inside him finally slowed...