Saudade

Rey toyed with the strings of the oversized black hoodie she was wearing. She wore the hoodie every night, wrapping the soft fabric around her body and pretending it was his arms, instead. It was her secret, the proof that even though life had moved on, her heart never would.

Ben Solo was the love of her life. She’d known it from the moment she’d first taken his hand.

And exactly one year ago, he’d died.