Life Itself

Prologue

Hellooo. I hope that you are all well! It's been a while. I've been working on this book for years but only started really working on it a few months into my 'hiatus'. I wasn't going to publish it until I finished it but I'm stuck about where to go with it so I'm hoping that y'all can help me out a little bit.

I really hope y'all like this book.

Happy Reading🌼

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Her handwriting is chaotic, illegible at best and indecipherable at worst. It is nothing like her usual neat slant. Her strokes are harsh at times and others mellowed - the words written with great care. She rips out the page and crumples it in frustration. There was so much that she wanted to say and express but she felt like nothing was coming through. She writes and writes and writes, and crumples each one until the small waste bin, next to her desk, begins to fill up. She curses under her breath and covers her eyes with the palm of her hands. She knew that writing this letter wouldn't be easy (which was why she kept putting it off) but she never thought that it would be this hard. Before she can be crippled completely by despair, there's a knock on the door. She draws a deep breath and exhales then looks up from her desk.

"Come in," she said tucking her hair behind her ears.

The door opens and a young girl sticks her head in.

"There's an elderly woman and a gentleman here to see you."

"Did they give you a name?" she asked. She didn't have any appointments for today. Her eyes dart to the planner on her desk, reaffirming her thoughts.

The young girl slowly shook her head. "The lady only said that she'd like to speak with you and that it was important. She wouldn't say any more."

She chewed on the inside of her cheeks as she thought it over."I guess if it's important," she stood up and smoothed out her dress.

She leaves her office and trails behind as the young girl leads the way. She smiles at everyone as she goes. Her smile soon drops and her breath hitches when she comes face to face with the elderly woman. She'd know her anywhere.