Chapter 221

Chris's POV

The sound echoed in the restricted space. I wasn't expecting anyone. Megan had a fight tomorrow and wasn't going to come over and take the risk of showing up unannounced. I wiped my hands on my jeans and turned to face the door, curiosity peaking. As it opened towards me, my eyes fell upon the last person on this earth that I ever expected to see: my mother.

"Chris, may I come in?" Her voice was hesitant, totally unlike the firm ring it had carried all those years ago.

I got out of the way, still trying to find some explanation for her sudden reappearance. "Sure, come in."

She walked in, her eyes taking in an overview of the clutter. "Quite a while, it has been," she said this, finally heaving a heavy sigh, her head filled with equal measures of regret and nostalgia.

I nodded, really not knowing what I was going to say. We'd always been complicated with each other, and her return had brought back a lot of memories, both good