#bvrnouts

It had been three years since she’d seen him last. What little communication they once shared after his departure withering away until there was nothing but silence. So imagine the shock the surprise that crosses her face as she turns away from the now locked door of the bar, coming face to face with him. Kyle Yang. The man she once’s loved standing in the small town he once said goodbye to. “What are you doing here?” Her question blunt as Verity does her best to wipe the shock from her features— a cold stare left in its absence.