A real estate sign reads “SOLD” in front of a modest but lovely one-story house.
The sun is setting, casting a golden glow. Marcus steps out of a car slowly, his gait careful but steady. He’s aged, but stronger
Beside him, Ada (now 8), holds his hand. Her eyes are full of anticipation.
Adaline
*looking up*
Is this really ours?
Ada's Father
*smiling gently*
Yes. Just us now. A new place… a new start.
They walk to the front door. Marcus hesitates with the keys for a moment—his fingers tremble slightly—but Ada gently wraps her fingers around his.
Adaline
Here. We'll do it together
He smiles, and they turn the key together. The door opens with a soft creak. Inside, the air is clean and new. A couple of unopened boxes sit in the hallway. The living room has simple furniture, a couch still wrapped in plastic, and a photo frame turned facedown.
Adaline
*stepping in*
It smells like... fresh paint.
Ada looks at him, confused. He kneels slowly, carefully, and looks into her eyes.
Ada's Father
I was scared this day would never come. That I’d never walk again… never bring you home.
Ada places her hand gently on his cheek.
Adaline
*softly*
You did bring me home papa.
He chokes back emotion. They hug, a deep, long embrace—years of pain, love, and survival wrapped in silence.
Comments
The changed Psycho
The author got good imagination. 💐
2025-05-21
1
Livi
Good job author! Waiting for update!
2025-05-18
1