Years Gone By

Summary

At twenty, I knitted my first scarf and gave it to my secret crush, Seraphina Sinclair.

At her birthday party, amid mocking gazes, she accepted it.

Three days after my sister’s death, I went to the university to withdraw.

In the admin office, I overheard people sorting through files.

“Are you really throwing out that scarf from hick Asher?”

“This thing? It’s not even as nice as the designer coat Wyatt gave her. A hotel towel is probably better. Just toss it.”

“If I’d known she didn’t want her lapdog’s gift, I’d have used it as a foot rag. What a waste of all that knitting.”