Chapter59

#Chapter59

I didn't know how to feel when the cab finally pulled up to my old home. It felt strange being back here. The last time I stepped foot in this house was when I came home for my aunt's funeral 2years ago. It was a sad occasion to be coming home to but even then nothing had changed. Something felt different about the aura of the house as Harry and I walked up the front stoop.

My knuckles hit the wood three times before I stepped back and bit my lip. I felt Harry slip his fingers between my own and squeeze just before the dark oak wood door swung open. A gust of warm air flew past us and it smelt like home. I smiled as my eyes met my mums, the vibrant blue in her eyes that I had inherited became watery the moment our gaze met. She stood at my height with long dark hair down to her waist she hadn't bothered to cut in years.