At Meyer Residence
Alyssa was in her studio, carefully arranging her latest sculptures, when her phone buzzed. She hesitated, biting her lower lip. Carla had been calling every day, and Alyssa couldn't help but feel guilty for not answering sooner. Carla's constant tears and regret over breaking up with Alexander weighed on her, and it was clear she was struggling to move on.
After a few more rings, Alyssa sighed deeply and decided to answer.
"I'll be coming back next Saturday, and this time it's for good," Carla said without preamble.
Alyssa's face brightened as she responded, "That's great!" She genuinely missed Carla. Despite the distance, she had made yearly trips to Lamey Country to visit her. Without any sisters of her own, Carla had become like one. Alyssa admired her deeply, looking up to her throughout their childhood.
