Crash!
Annabelle tripped over an outgrown root and slammed face-first into the dirt, sliding a few meters before coming to a stop.
But she didn't stay down.
She scrambled up, her face smeared with mud and her knees scraped, yet she kept running.
Not once did she wince. Not once did she look back.
Pain didn't matter right now.
There was only one thing in her eyes—wild excitement mixed with trembling nerves.
H-her old man…
He remembered.
As impossible as it sounded, it was real.
He remembered everything.
The memories she thought only she carried.
The moments that shaped her.
The nights when they had no one but each other.
The days he carried her through the storm and gave her a reason to live again.
He remembered it all.
H-he…
"Ahh!! I want to see you!" she cried, almost breathless.