As soon as Mira walked back into the house, she could hear her Zander calling her softly inside her mind.
Wife.
Please tell me what's wrong.
Wife. I can't come to you. Please come to me. Whatever it is, I promise you we can work it out. Don't shut me out. Please.
"Zander." She whispered at the entryway.
There was no one else in the living room but Zander, still sitting in the same spot that she had left him when she ran away. His lonely figure, frail and dejected, broke her heart.
"Wife." He responded and turned to her with fragile eyes.
She came running towards him and dropped to her knees as she folded his seated form into her arms.
"I'm so sorry I ran away and left you."
She sobbed, rubbed his back with both hands and kissed his shoulder. "I will not run away from you again. I will not leave you."
