beloved ex (Nate)

When she closed the door behind yet another "wrong" person, she didn't even have time to exhale. The house was quiet, only the clock ticked on the wall. She was about to make some tea and lose herself in a TV show when the doorbell rang.

She opened it and froze.

He stood at the threshold, holding a bouquet of her favorite flowers and a barely perceptible, mischievous smile on his lips. His eyes glittered, as if he knew everything in advance.

"I knew it," he said calmly, stepping through the threshold. "You always go back to what you know."

She wanted to snap, to say something harsh, to push him out the door. But instead, she simply picked up the flowers and inhaled their scent.

“You are unbearable,” she said quietly.

“I know,” he replied, walking deeper into the room. “But you still let me in.”

She didn't argue. Because he was right.