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Each week at work felt easier than the last, and before long, Zoe had become the closest friend I had made in Alderidge. One weekend, we went to see a live band together. We spent nearly two hours on our feet, singing along so loudly that neither of us had much of a voice left by the time the show ended. Afterward, we stopped at the late-night noodle place we had started visiting regularly. The owner recognized us as soon as we walked up. "Extra spicy for both of you again?" I replied, "Yeah." It was nothing important. Someone simply remembered how we liked our food. Somehow, that tiny bit of familiarity made Alderidge feel less like a city I had escaped to and more like somewhere I was beginning to belong. While we waited for our order, Zoe studied me for a moment. "You know, when you first got here, you looked like a cat someone had left out in the rain." I laughed at the comparison. "What about now?" She motioned vaguely toward my face. "It's your eyes. When you fi
It was nearly 10 p.m. by the time I finished work and left the office. The evening had turned cool, and my apartment was only about a fifteen-minute walk away. A few blocks into the walk, something occurred to me. Nearly a month had passed since Haiden had last crossed my mind. I tried to remember when I had thought about him before that evening. The only moment I could recall was from a shopping trip several weeks earlier, when I had come across a set of sheets that looked almost identical to the ones he used to have. I had stared at them briefly before choosing a completely different set. After that, there had been nothing. I had never deliberately tried to forget Haiden. Somewhere along the way, my life had simply become full enough that there was no longer much room for him in my thoughts.… Once I passed my probation period at the firm, I moved out of the studio and rented a larger apartment with a small balcony. One of the first things I bought for the new plac
By the end of my second week at the firm, I had started settling into a routine. That Friday evening, Zoe and I were crossing the lobby after work when I noticed someone standing near the glass entrance. It was Haiden. He wore a dark gray coat and looked as though he had been waiting there for some time. Zoe followed my gaze and lowered her voice. "Do you know him?" "Yeah. He's an old friend. You can go ahead." She gave me a quick nod without asking for an explanation and headed outside. I walked toward Haiden and stopped a few feet away. Seeing him there did not surprise me as much as I expected. There was no anger either. I simply felt calm. I asked, "What are you doing here?" "I came to apologize to you in person." His voice sounded rough and tired. "What exactly are you apologizing for?" Haiden opened his mouth, but no answer came. I watched him for a moment. "You can't even put it into words? Or did you really think showing up and apologizing would be eno
Monday morning marked my first day at the new design firm. Someone from HR walked me through the office, pointing out the restrooms, break room, emergency exits, and safety equipment before showing me to my desk. A woman with short hair occupied the workstation beside mine. She glanced over as I sat down. "Hey, you must be the new hire. I'm Zoe Marsh." "I'm Jane Calhoun." "Nice to meet you, Jane. Come have lunch with me later. I'll show you the places worth eating around here." I thanked her and settled into my chair. After placing my mug in one corner of the desk, I switched on the computer and waited for IT to finish setting up my account. Zoe soon slipped her headphones back on and returned to whatever she had been working on, humming quietly to herself. Nobody wandered over simply to study the new employee, but nobody treated me as though I were invisible either. People were friendly without being intrusive, and the comfortable distance between us felt surprisingly
I spent two days at the hotel before attending an interview at a design firm on the third morning. The company's design director, a woman in her thirties, reviewed several pages of my portfolio before looking up at me with an approving nod. "Your work is clean and well put together. What made you leave your previous city?" I took a moment before answering, "I wanted a change of scenery." She accepted the answer without asking any further questions. After closing my portfolio, she said, "That's all I need for today. You'll hear from us next week." I thanked her and left the meeting room.… On my way out, I passed through the open-plan office. A man carrying a coffee mug walked by and casually asked whether I was new, but one of his coworkers called him away before I could answer. Everyone around me seemed absorbed in their own work. Nobody stared, questioned me, or seemed particularly interested in what anyone else was doing. For some reason, I found that comforting. Br
My train departed at two in the morning. I had booked a coach seat, and only a few passengers were scattered throughout the car. Once I settled in, I blocked Haiden's number and muted his messages on my phone.… By the time the sun came up, I had reached Alderidge. I checked into a modest hotel near the station. The woman at the front desk asked how long I planned to stay. I told her I was not sure yet and would decide later. After reaching my room, I set my suitcase beside the bed and took out my phone. Instead of resting, I opened a job-search app and began looking through available positions in Alderidge. … Haiden did not return home until later that morning. He changed his shoes at the entrance and walked into the living room. One of the throw pillows on the couch was slightly creased. The last time Jane had been there, she had sat in that exact spot with her fingers absently gripping the fabric. Haiden walked over and straightened the pillow. Once he finis







