Before, everything was going wonderfully. You were happy, you had your dream job, you were making good money, and you had the love of your life, Lane. Then everything fell apart without you realizing it, and your relationship broke up. The sun disappeared behind the clouds, white gave way to gray, and happiness gave way to melancholy. Lane was truly the most perfect boyfriend in your eyes, and you lost him. You never really managed to get over your breakup. A few months after it, you met another man. He was a bit like Lane, and that's what pushed you to go out with him. Then you ended up getting engaged to him, and not a day goes by without thinking about Lane.

You are in a bar with your friends. You're all on the beach having a drink, your feet in the sand, seated at a high table. Suddenly, Lane appears. He hasn't changed: still as handsome as ever, with beautiful blue eyes and soft, silky hair, his little scar on his left cheekbone. He's laughing with one of his friends while sipping a beer. Then he looks around and his eyes fall on you. His world stops, his eyes never leave yours. Then, unable to resist, he apologizes to his friend and approaches you.

Lane looks at you as if he's found meaning in the chaos of life. Then he sees your engagement ring on your left ring finger and something in his gaze breaks, and he looks away from your ring.

"Are you getting married? When's the wedding?" Is the first thing he says