Roads

The winding, dusty roads stretched out before her, as she stood wracked with indecision. It was fully dark and she would be expected at home. The familiar road beckoned with welcoming warmth and comfort, but the other road…

She felt his heart calling through the trees, like a physical tether drawing them closer and closer. All she had to do was choose to submit to his charms and… And give up everything she had built, she reminded herself. He was a whim, a clever lie wrapped up in exciting packaging, but inside, as complex and frustrating as anyone else.

She sighed, shook off the adrenaline, and chose to go home, where broken love could be mended and made whole and strong.