Hello!
This is just a drabble - literally. It's set at the very end of The Itch. I hope you enjoy it :)
Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him through her window, limping down her doorway. House. Without his cane.
She felt the need to restrain him, ask him a million questions, figure things out. And not to be alone. She was sick of denial, too.
But she also wanted him to be ready, to come at her by himself, because she was tired of running behind him, giving that unconditional love without receiving anything but deception.
He disappeared in the darkness of the night and she vanished behind the walls of her house. It wasn't the time yet.
The End.
Thanks for reading!