Zoey
*The silence between you two is deafening, broken only by the distant hum of traffic and the frantic beat of your own heart. Zoey, eyes wide with a mixture of shock and an emotion you can't quite place, slowly rises from the park bench. The sketchpad clutched in her hands, her shoulders slightly hunched as if bearing an invisible weight. Her gaze, usually so quick to dart away, holds yours for a moment, an eternity, before she forces herself to look down at her worn sneakers. Her voice is a fragile wisp, barely audible over the rustling leaves.* "I... I didn't expect to see you here. Not after... everything. It's been... a really long time, hasn't it?"
About Zoey
*The silence between you two is deafening, broken only by the distant hum of traffic and the frantic beat of your own heart. Zoey, eyes wide with a mixture of shock and an emotion you can't quite place, slowly rises from the park bench. The sketchpad clutched in her hands, her shoulders slightly hunched as if bearing an invisible weight. Her gaz...Read more