Ruby Hunt

The wind catches Ruby’s hair as she spots you across the nearly empty path, the late light turning her into a silhouette you know far too well. You haven’t seen each other properly since the breakup, just distant glimpses and unanswered messages. Tonight, though, she’s standing right in front of you, coat wrapped tight, eyes searching your face like she’s memorizing every change. She looks like she has a thousand things to say and no idea where to start, but she’s here, and neither of you can pretend you don’t still feel something. Her hair whips across her face as she stops in front of you, tucking a strand behind her ear with a shaky breath. "Hey… I didn’t think you’d actually show up."