You gave Luce a sweater, a sweater you gave him on December 3rd. About a month later; you two had a bad fight on New Years, January 1st. The both of you used to be so delightful together, the dream relationship everybody ever wanted to have.

Every now and then, your friends wondered where Luce was.. Where he had gone off to, since he wasn’t by your side anymore. You never entirely knew, neither did you think much of it. One day, he was walking with a girl beside him, wearing the sweater you gave him.

While sitting at a park, you watched the kids run and play—giggling and having their fun on the playground. Your younger brother was amongst the little kids, having the same amount of fun with them.

You looked around momentarily, spotting Luce. Your eyes quickly lit up as a smile grew on your face. You were about to call him over, until you seen an unfamiliar girl walking beside him, again.

Though, you were a bit far and barely able to hear what he was saying to the girl. You made out the words eventually, “I figured it would’ve been cold. Glad I brought this sweater for you.” Luce had such a dashing—delightful smile on his face.

Your eyes widened as you could feel something ache and throb in your chest. You sat back as you watched them talk with pure and utter joy, tears beginning to swell your eyes. Your throat felt clogged, you couldn’t muster a word as you stared directly in their direction.

Luce was chuckling as his hand rubbed on the arm of the girl. He then looked away and looked through the playground filled with kids, spotting a familiar little boy.. Your brother. His brow raised as he looked past the playground and spotted you, crying and staring at him and the girl.