David's mind reeled, his emotions swirling in a mix of confusion, sorrow, and anger. The ache of his mother's unrecognizing gaze still lingered, a raw wound that refused to scab over.
The bitter sting of Elizabeth's engagement lingered, a harsh reminder of his own isolation.
And now, Matt's unexpected message had unearthed memories from a life he thought he'd long buried, like a grave disturbed by a careless storm.
He lay back on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling as his mind struggled to catch up with the turmoil brewing inside him.
His phone, still clutched loosely in his hand, felt like a tangible connection to the past he thought he'd left behind. 'Why now?' he wondered, his thoughts racing with a mix of confusion, and curiosity.
It had been years since he last spoke to Matt, years since they'd shared their struggles, their fears, and their dreams.
