Home under the sun

[Heraklion]

Shizuma was almost halfway Dublin when she noticed she left her voice recorder back at the villa... She paniced for a moment but then decided to get back once the villa was on the dark side of Gran Canaria. Hours passed and finally the moment was there. In the darkest of night she landed her ship and walked towards her 'home'. Absolutely sure everyone would be asleep she sneaks inside and walks across the dark living room on her toes. Suddenly she stops at the fire place, she's looking at a photo that is enlighted by the moonlight. A picture of Kiri, Leo and her. She starts doubting herself again, everything goes quiet... she can't move, she wants to... but she can't. she is listening to her breathing... which sounds almost deafening in this akward silence. But... the breathing she hears isn't only hers... someone is here... someone else... She slowly turns around and stares at the dark silhouette of her fiancee, sitting in the couch. As frozen she stands there. Not knowing what to do... not knowing what to say.

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