Day five: undoing our love - pt 1

2019, March 28th

(Caines)

Zoey had been looking for Aaron all night, having run out the door after him the moment she could make her mind comprehend that he had left. She went everywhere he’d ever taken her, finally ending up in front of the cabin. The lights were on, but now that she might have found him, she didn’t know if she should be here after all. The door opened, and she gasped.

“Won’t you come in?” he asked.

She stepped inside. He was a mess. He looked like he hadn’t slept all night and he reeked of alcohol.

“Aaron. I-”

“You’re sorry, right?” he said absentmindedly, staring intently at a photo of them he had had framed and put on the mantle.

It was of her asleep on the floor in his arms in front of the fireplace. She couldn’t answer him, her eyes now also glued to the image, to the memory. When she was brave enough, she looked. Seeing the pain she had caused him, was causing him, the hurt she’d allowed herself to ignore because he hurt her first, broke her heart.

“Fathe