Shayla
I was in my bedroom, packing the last few items I needed for my stay at Chris's house. I had already secured the boys with Bella, and Chris had left ahead of me to get everything ready. I glanced at my watch, noting that it was time to leave.
As I zipped up my bag, I heard a knock at the door. Smiling, I thought it was Chris, maybe having forgotten something. I walked to the door, my heart feeling lighter than it had in days.
But as I opened the door, my smile vanished. Standing there, disheveled and with a look I hadn't seen in years, was Terrance.
"Terrance? What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice a mix of shock and confusion.
Terrance's eyes bore into mine, a strange mix of desperation and determination. "Shayla, I still love you. We can start over. We can make this work," he said, his voice trembling slightly but filled with conviction.
