MY FAVORITE SCAR

Willowbrook was a town that seemed suspended in a perpetual state of calm. Nestled between rolling hills and surrounded by lush forests, it was the kind of place where time moved a little slower, and the air always held a hint of nostalgia. On the cobbled streets lined with charming cafes and boutiques, life unfolded like a well-worn storybook. But every storybook has its twists, and Willowbrook was about to experience one of its own.

Emily Turner had lived in Willowbrook her whole life. With her vibrant red hair and sparkling green eyes, she was a familiar face in the community. She had grown up in a cozy cottage on the outskirts of town, overlooking a tranquil river that wound its way through the landscape. Emily was a steady presence in Willowbrook—a teacher at the local elementary school who knew every student by name and every parent by face.

At twenty-eight, Emily's life followed a comforting routine. She would wake up to the soothing sounds of the river, brew herself a cup of coffee, and sit by her window, watching as the town slowly came to life. The scent of freshly baked bread wafted through the air from the nearby bakery, and the soft chatter of townsfolk filled the morning stillness.

Emily's long-time boyfriend, Alex Walker, was as much a part of her daily life as the river outside her window. They had been together since high school, a steady presence in each other's lives for over a decade. With his warm brown eyes and easy smile, Alex was a reliable anchor in Emily's life. He worked at the local bookstore, where he could often be found discussing literature with customers or recommending the latest releases.

As the sun cast a warm glow over the town, Emily stepped out of her cottage and onto the cobblestone path that led to the main street. She greeted familiar faces with a wave and a smile, her heart light with the familiarity of it all. The scent of blooming flowers mingled with the rich aroma of coffee, creating a sensory tapestry that made Willowbrook feel like a haven of comfort.

But that morning, something was different. As Emily walked towards the bookstore, she noticed a subtle buzz of excitement in the air. A colorful banner hung across the street, announcing the upcoming art fair—an event that was about to introduce Willowbrook to its newest resident.