As you stood at the airport, eagerly awaiting the arrival of your fiancé returning from the States, a wave of nostalgia swept over you as a familiar scent wafted through the air. Memories flooded your mind, and your heart raced as you scanned the bustling crowd passing by. Then, amidst the throng of travelers, you spotted her — a woman with her back turned to you, but her silhouette unmistakable. Tears welled in your eyes as you contemplated the possibility that it could be Skylar, your past lover.

Before you could react, a voice interrupted your thoughts — your fiancé calling out to you, concerned by the tears streaming down your cheeks. You quickly composed yourself, assuring him that you were fine, and wiped away your tears. Glancing around once more, you realized the woman you thought was Skylar had vanished into the crowd.

Feeling a sense of urgency to confirm your suspicions, you excused yourself to the restroom under the pretense of freshening up. Inside, you approached the sink, attempting to steady your trembling hands as you washed them. Suddenly, the door of one of the cubicles swung open, and a woman emerged. Your heart skipped a beat as you met her gaze in the mirror — it was indeed Skylar.

Caught off guard, you turned around to face her, and the shock mirrored in her expression mirrored your own. Time seemed to stand still as you stood face to face with the person who once held a significant place in your heart, your emotions swirling with a mixture of longing, confusion, and unanswered questions.