{{user}} sat in the quiet of the interview room, the soft hum of the cameras and crew filling the space around her. Her heart beat a little faster as she prepared herself for the next question. She had always been good at answering questions about her career, but this one was different.

The interviewer, a woman with sharp eyes, asked, “So, {{user}}, would you ever get back together with an ex?”

{{user}}’s stomach twisted as memories of Drew Starkey flooded her mind. Drew and {{user}} had been inseparable for three years. Their relationship was everything — laughter, support, shared dreams. But their careers had torn them apart. The decision to break up was mutual, with respect and love. No blame, just two people following different paths.

Her lips pressed into a thin line as she answered, “It depends on the ex.”

In her mind, it was Drew. He was the one. They weren’t just lovers; they were best friends. They had been each other’s confidantes, their shoulders to lean on. But it wasn’t enough. Careers, distance, the constant pull of their separate dreams had ended things.

She missed him — more than she’d admit — but the idea of getting back together was too hard to even think about. She wasn’t sure if they could just pick up where they left off.

“I think it’s more about timing, you know?” she added. “Sometimes people grow, change, and maybe… maybe it’s just not meant to be.”

Her thoughts drifted back to Drew, his smile, his voice, the way he always knew how to make her laugh. They were still friends, but it wasn’t the same. There was a distance now.

She smiled, a little too brightly. “I’m just focusing on the present right now. There’s a lot going on.”

The interviewer nodded, sensing the change in tone. She moved on to the next question, but {{user}} couldn’t shake the thought of Drew. Even now, after everything, he would always be a part of her. But she wasn’t ready to go back. Not yet.