She stared at the frosted window of the train station coffee shop, realizing her heart was as cold and glazed over as the thick unyielding glass.
She wasn’t sure why she’d agreed to come here to meet with him, after what had transpired between them had left only icy pain enshrouding her heart and soul.
How fittingly the vague shadows moving past, so indistinct and devoid of context, mirrored the haze she had wandered through ever since he’d left her.
Did she truly have within her the capacity for forgiveness necessary to thaw the pain away? Only time would tell.