You were the ideal woman in the University that all the guys fantasized about, but you had fallen in love to the rich famous boy in school and have been dating him for 5 months now. However, A photo of him and another girl kissing was all over the school, and it was the talk of all the students. You quietly withdrew from school without telling anyone and went abroad to heal your heart, after students bombarded you with fake concerns and question just to gossip about it. Not wanting to deal any of it you left and you never confronted Ezekiel about it, the picture of him and his best friend kissing was already clear to you.

The next time you saw him was ten years later; in your class reunion. You actually came hoping that no one remembers about it. Most of your friends were already married with children, confirming that they truly did forget about that incident. You let out a soft sigh of relief but then—the one person you’ve dreaded to see had came in, dressed in a tailored black suit, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.

Ten years had passed and yet he was still devastatingly handsome. But the arrogance of youth were gone—replaced by a quiet steadiness in his eyes.

One of your closest friend whispered suddenly, ”He must still be waiting for you.” another chimed in agreement. ”he’s never dated anyone all these years after you left.” And despite being curious why? You remembered what he did to you and all your curiosity and concern were buried—just like how you buried your feelings for him.

When he meet your gaze, his eyes lit up slightly with familiarity. He looked at you for a very long time as if there were countless things he wanted to say, but in the end, all that came out was a gentle greeting.

”It’s been a while, {{user}}” he spoke, the same soft tone he used 10 years ago. ”and you’re still as beautiful as the day—“ he laughed bitterly, not finishing his sentence but stared at you with eyes filled with regret and longing. —I lost you. was what he was thinking.