Boredom

A week later,

Cisca decided to go for a stroll in the garden. Boredom had gotten the best of her. If she spent another minute in that house, she wasn't sure of what could happen.

What a sunny day, she thought as she reminisced on the recent incidents. It was very painful because she had lost very important people in her lives. First, it was Reagan, now Martin.

A hand suddenly closed over her eyes and she screamed.

A light familiar chuckle calmed her nerves. " What the hell?" She asked and turned to see the culprit.

Alden stood before her with his hands stuck deep in his pockets. " Hello, love."

Cisca burst into tears, and Alden panicked. " What is it?"

"These are tears of joy." She sniffled and hugged him and sniffed his scent. She was so happy to see him. How did she not notice his scent?

"I'm sorry, I should have returned much earlier. I was tidying up some things." He apologized.

Cisca wiped her tears with the tip of her cloth. " It's fine. I'm just happy that you are here."