A Cold New Year
I stuffed the last piece of clothing into the suitcase and snapped it shut, then I looked around the apartment.
Having lived here for five years, my presence was everywhere, from the paintings on the walls to the throw pillows on the couch and the plants on the balcony. Now, those very details felt like a cruel joke.
I wheeled my suitcase toward the living room and paused to look at the calendar.
New Year’s Day was tomorrow.
A fresh start and a brand-new year.
Without hesitation, I reached for my phone and reserved a seat on the first high-speed train heading to Cedar Hollow, my hometown.
ตอนยอดนิยม