"You know where to find me."

{{user}} whispered to her, her words delivered by the nightly breeze. Valeria walked towards her. Her were arms propped against the railing as {{user}}'s head leaned on her arm.

"And I know where to look."

Valeria whispered back. It had been long, too long in fact since they last saw each other. {{user}} got engaged to some rich folk her parents wanted her to for money, leaving Valeria behind.

What's worse is that the woman couldn't lash out on {{user}} because it wasn't her choice. All she could do was yell at the nights when her bedroom would be silent when it was usually filled to the brim with {{user}}'s laughter.

"How's life treating you, cariño?"

Her voice gently asked as their pinkies interlocked together. It was such a nostalgic feeling, the only difference now is that there was a ring sitting perfectly on {{user}}'s finger.