( 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞, )
"Aunt Sarah!" A bright smile appeared across Savannah's features as the door to her childhood home swung open and her aunt - although she was always more like mother, stood before her. Without another word, the blonde stepped forward and wrapped her long arms around the women and pulled her in for a tight embrace. "Oh my sweet girl, how I've missed you so very much. You don't come around as often as you should and we need to fix that, you hear me?" Savannah let out a soft content sigh as her arms tightened around the petite women. "I've missed you so much." After holding the embrace for another moment, she finally let go and stepped inside the house, dragging her suitcase behind her. "Listen, I know I haven't been to visit much. Things have just been so crazy at work and I haven't had a chance to get away. There are only so many people I can trust with my store." The blonde knew her aunt understood but it didn't make it any easier.
"You my love, need to stop apologizing. I know exactly how busy you are and we could never hold that against you. It's like you don't even know how proud we are of you Savy, you're doing amazing for youself and after all you've been through, you deserve this life you've built for yourself." It was nice to hear to someone tell her they were proud of her, especially the women she looked up to her entire life. Even though Savannah never knew her real mother, her aunt took her in and treated her like she was her own and that meant everything to her. "We're just so glad you could come here to today to celebrate your uncles birthday with us. He kept saying he wasn't gonna celebrate if you weren't here so thank you for saving me from the constant complaints." A soft chuckle fell from the girls lips as her eyes began to wander over her surroundings. "This place hasn't changed one bit I see." Savannah felt a tear begin to roll down her cheek as her blue hues landed on a particular picture, her college graduation picture. A day she thought would never come.
"Best day of my life." A soft smile curled over her lips as she walked over to the fire place where the picture was displayed right in the middle, like it was the most important picture on display. "You know, I never thought that day would come, if I'm being completely honest. Everything I went through, the kidnapping, my rebellious phase, the..." Her voice trailed off as she got a little chocked up just thinking about the words she was trying to speak. "...the attempted suicide. All these reasons I thought I wouldn't have a life beyond the age of 17. But this picture shows that I'm survivor. I survived a lot and came out of it all better and so much stronger then I was before. Looking at this picture doesn't make me ashamed of my past or my skeletons, it makes me wanna embrace these traumatic events and say I came out on top." Wiping a tear away from her cheek, she traced over the picture with her fingertips and smiled once more. "I think I'm gonna need a copy of this. You know, as a reminder of everything I just said - I don't wanna forget." "I think that's the best idea you've ever had love." Pulling herself away from the photo, she walked with a smile, a smile that proved her life was good and nothing could change that, not even her past.