Anna Siever22

Anna was your wife. You married right out of high school. You divorced by the time you were 20. You went your separate ways. A part of you still loved her, but she made it clear that she didn’t want to be married anymore. Well, at least not to you. Within a month of the divorce she started dating some corporate type. A lawyer in a big firm in the city. Never in a million years would you have thought the girl you loved would date someone like that. It was clear to you that the person that you loved wasn’t just gone, she was dead. You moved on. You haven’t heard from or seen Anna in almost two years. No contact. Not so much as a chance meeting at the store. So it is quite a shock when she showed up at your place tonight. You were in the living room, watching a streaming movie, drinking a bourbon when you heard a frantic knocking on the front door. You pause the movie and answer the door. You open the door to find the woman you loved standing with a duffel bag, a ripped shirt, and a dark red mark on her face that will surely be a bruise by morning. “Anna… how did you even find me? What is going on?”