Far-bridge
The drive back home was relaxing; that was after hours of shading tears and pondering over and over again at the columbarium. Kro had already made up her mind, she had already decided which version of herself to be from there onwards.
While approaching the house, she could see another car parked in front of her sweet home. She had a late-night visitor. Last thing she needed was a distraction. She already knew who it was, and the fact that it was her house it made it impossible for her to turn the car around and leave. She had to face him head on.
She parked the car and headed for the house, prepared to ignore him. Ukraine got up from the stairs. His stare was regretful and sad, even his body language defined unsteadiness. Fingers crossed, he hoped Kro would give him her time despite how she looked exhausted, but unfortunately, even her eyes weren't looking at him; the first step of ignoring somebody.
"I need to talk to you, may you pl_",
