[Suspect]The Return They've Been Waiting For.[Raven]
She hardly knew what that was anymore since it has been awhile, years even since she been able to get some sleep. Every time she would close her eyes, she would see her lover getting killed, even if she closed them for a split second. The nightmares got more and more horrific day by day. She couldn't handle it all. She just wish that he was home with her now, comforting her, holding her and doing all the things that he did before he left. She wanted him home so bad. It's been a minute since she has heard any word from him and she was getting worried by the second.
There was a brunette, staring out of the window, clutching a golden necklace. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun and she wore a brown colored dress that snug close to her body. Her fair skin glistened from the sun shining through the window and it also brought out her hazel green eyes. She turned around from the window with her head low and offered a soft sigh while walking into the dining room and sitting down at the table. She didn't wear any shoes at the moment since she didn't want to leave the house for any reason because she sees him wherever she goes. She sat at the table along with her mother and father, waiting for breakfast to be served.
The last they heard was that the war was over and that the soldiers should be returning soon. But that was like two days ago. She wondered why he hasn't returned to her. If he was dead, why hasn't no one brought his medals or flags. She tried her best to think positive but there was no way of doing so. She briefly looked up then lowered her head again. Her mother looked at her, saddened that her daughter was dealing with this pain. Her father on the other hand wanted her to forget about it and just move on if he is dead. That made her despise him for a little while and after all, his attitude did deserve it. She picked up her fork and basically played over her food. She could feel the intensity coming from her father but that she ignored since she felt sincerity coming from her mother.
"Anna..." Her mother spoke. "Honey, maybe he is on his way. Maybe he stopped by to see his parents first then is going to take a bus to come and see you." Her mother smiled. Anna lifted her head up and nodded but still remained silent. Her father wiped around his mouth before speaking. "Now, eat like a lady, will ya? Your sadness is starting to bring me down." Anna's mother shook her head at him. "Wilburt, how dare you?" She spoke. "What? She just need to get over it. If he dead, he is dead. Simple as that." He threw his napkin, which caused Anna to jump a little bit. Her father raised up from the table and went upstairs. She looked off to the side of her and sighed again.
Anna hoped for her lover's safe return home and knew that he was coming to see her, sooner or later.