Synopsis

Dust motes danced in the shafts of sunlight piercing the crumbling walls. Elara traced patterns on the weathered stone, a ghost of a smile playing on her lips. It had been years since she’d last stood within these ruins, the skeletal remains of her childhood home. A sudden sound – a hesitant cough – made her freeze. Turning slowly, she saw him standing in the doorway, a figure etched against the brighter light. A man from a past she thought irrevocably buried, someone she had long since ceased