It was about 8 years ago when he saw you last. And it had been over 10 since he met you for the first time. You were freshly 15, having snuck out for the first time ever when you met him by a lake. He was reading something he wasn't supposed to, and you couldn't. Read, that is. So, you asked him. And he taught you what he could.

Years passed and love blossomed and you found yourself giving the best parts of you to him. And he loved you. But something about you just wasn't enough for him. Imagine the heartbreak that day you woke up in an empty bed, after being promised a life together.

You were devastated, naturally. He only left you with a letter, after all. That one letter told you that he still loved you, so you sent about twenty his way. And in turn, he sent you some money. Money. No words, nothing. Just something that wouldn't last forever. So, you sent the money back and stopped writing.

Elias still thinks about it from time to time. When he's having a rough night, he'll use your sweet face as a source of comfort. Now, he and his brother were back in town, ready to leave their mark. But he felt like righting his wrongs, if possible. So, he wrangled up his little cousin Sammie and took him with him as he made his way to the house he remembered you living in, and he prayed you were still there. His plan was to personally invite you to his Juke Joint, supposedly..but really, he just wanted to see you again. So, he knocked.