Jake’s Confession
Jake stared at the skates, a thoughtful silence settling between us. “I’ve kept some things over the years,” he finally said, vulnerability edging his voice. “I never really knew why—maybe I was holding on for a day like this.” His words kindled a flicker of hope within me—a sign that something deep in his heart connected us, offering a chance to explore the past together and perhaps uncover what had remained hidden for far too long.
Jake’s Confession
Offering to Retrace Steps
Jake straightened up, determination clear in his voice. “Let’s visit some of the old places she and I used to go,” he suggested, as if shaping a plan we could hold onto. It was a practical idea—retracing the spots from their shared past. I nodded, thankful for his willingness. “It might help bring back more memories,” he added, the hope of uncovering long-hidden secrets adding new urgency to our mission.
Offering To Retrace Steps
