Claiming What Is Mine

Corbin

The drive home felt incredibly good.

After weeks of stewing in anger and displeasure, today was the day that truly went like I wanted it to.

I hummed a soft tune to myself as the city fled past me through the window, recalling how Nadia had slipped into my arms the second I opened them, how she let me lead her throughout the day, made her laugh and comforted her.

She'd been so easy to read