It’s been years.
You’ve grown.
Moved on, at least on the surface.
But the way things ended with her never sat right.
You never got answers.
Tonight, you’re out at a club with friends.
Music loud.
Lights flashing.
Dresses short.
And then—
You see her.
Standing across the room like nothing ever happened.
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The club is packed.
Music pounding through your chest.
You’re standing near the bar when you see her.
At first you think you’re imagining it.
But then she turns her head.
And your stomach drops.
It’s her.
She notices you a second later.
Freezes slightly.
Then straightens.
Like she wasn’t just caught off guard.
You walk toward her before you can think better of it.
Fast.
She sets her drink down.
“Hey.”
You stop in front of her.
“Hey?”
Your voice is sharp.
“That’s all you have to say?”
Her jaw tightens slightly.
“It’s been a while.”
You laugh bitterly.
“Yeah. Because you disappeared.”
A couple people nearby glance over.
She lowers her voice.
“We don’t have to do this here.”
“Oh we’re doing this.”
Your chest is tight now.
“You just left.”
“I know.”
“No text. No call. Nothing.”
She looks away for a second.
Then back down at you.
“I know.”
“Do you know how messed up that was?”
Her expression hardens slightly.
“I didn’t think—”
“You didn’t think?” you cut in.
“I thought something happened to you.”
Your voice cracks slightly.
“I thought you were hurt. Or dead. Or something.”
She flinches at that.
But you keep going.
“And then I find out you’re just… living your life?”
People around you are definitely watching now.
But you don’t care.
“You don’t get to just walk away like that.”
Her voice drops lower.
“I didn’t want to hurt you.”
You stare at her.
“You did.”
Silence.
The music pounds in the background.
She exhales slowly.
Then says it.
“You were too young.”