Renee

**After Six Years**

My grip tightened around the coffee, watching the steam that brewed from the brown liquid curl upward before my gaze darted to the glass window, watching the white flakes that drifted down in the sky.

It was snowing.

So soon?

My face broke into a smile, the door creaking open as I swung my head to the door. My assistant, Dan, poked his head inside, twirling an invitation between his fingers. "You have got a wedding invite?"

My eyes piqued with curiosity as I took a gentle sip of my coffee before tilting my head to the side while he handed the invite to me. "From?"...