The Handy Human He Abandoned

An alien rescued me from a cruel master five years ago, and I fell for him immediately.

He answered that love by leaving me on Risda III, and I have loved and hated him for it ever since.

I made a life anyway, living among the other refugee humans and building scrap into reminders of home that humans want and aliens never understand.

It was a contentment I could live with. Now the alien I still cannot forget has returned.