Ana
Ana blinked at him confused.
Did he really just say that? 'He'll miss me? Was I just imagining it?' Just the thought of it made her heart leap with an unwelcome feeling of joy.
The simple statement echoed in her mind, prompting a wave of conflicting emotions to wash over her. Doubt, curiosity, and a glimmer of hope danced in her eyes.
As the notion settled in, a flicker of joy ignited in Ana's heart. The prospect of being missed by him stirred a warmth within her, an unexpected emotion that caught her off guard. It was a feeling she hadn't anticipated, and certainly not one she was prepared to confront.
Yet, Ana was no stranger to disappointment and heartache. Life had taught her to be cautious with hope, to guard herself against the vulnerability that came with expectations.
She couldn't afford to let her guard down, not when the past had left scars that still lingered.
