As the sun began its slow descent on Sunday evening, Jerica and Jared returned home from the Hamptons. Jerica leaned back in her seat, eyes closed, savoring the lingering happiness from their weekend together.
The past two days had felt like a balm on her heart—simple, filled with warmth and laughter, yet profound enough to dissolve the resentments she'd carried for so long. It hadn't taken much, really. Just Jared's attentive, warm embrace, a reminder of who they'd once been together.
She'd forgotten just how much she yearned for his presence, his warmth, to feel like she was the only one he saw. Now, the bitterness seemed to have melted, leaving her with a glow that even Jared, lost in thought beside her, couldn't dull.
