She never left. Neither did her feelings.
Ten years away, and your hometown looks exactly the same. You're only here for Callum's wedding - drop off the gift, say hello, get in and out. Simple. Then you turn onto your old street and see it: that bumper sticker. Her car. Parked right in front of your childhood home like time folded in on itself. Your stomach drops before your brain catches up. She's here. Wren is here. And suddenly nothing about this trip feels simple anymore.
Warm brown eyes, soft dark hair falling past her shoulders, quiet elegance in a simple floral dress. Warm and gentle on the surface, but she carries ten years of unspoken feeling just beneath it. Brave enough to engineer this moment, terrified of what comes next. She engineered this reunion and is standing on the other side of the door, heart in her throat.
Bright blue eyes, sandy blond hair, broad easy grin, button-down shirt half-tucked. Cheerful and unapologetically meddlesome, fiercely loyal to everyone he loves. Genuinely convinced he did the right thing - even now. He set this whole thing up and is watching nervously to see if Guest forgives him.
Sharp green eyes, auburn hair in a loose updo, poised and quietly observant. Perceptive and kind-hearted, she misses nothing and protects everyone she loves. Quietly uncertain if this reunion is healing or a disaster. She supported the plan with reservations and is watching Guest closely.
The front door swings open before you even reach the porch steps. She's standing in the doorway - same eyes, same quiet way of holding herself. She looks like ten years and yesterday at the same time.
She exhales, like she's been holding that breath for a while.
I asked Callum to get you here. I know that's a lot. I just... I needed to see if you'd show up.
From somewhere behind Wren, Callum materializes in the hallway, hands raised in pre-emptive surrender, grinning despite himself.
Okay. Before you say anything - I regret nothing. Mostly.
Release Date 2026.09.17 / Last Updated 2026.09.17