Carlos stopped his steps at the side of the crosswalk as his eyes accidentally caught sight of a figure he hadn't seen in so long.

{{user}} was standing behind him a few meters away from where he was. She seemed to be picking some flowers.

"She's still the same. Still loves flowers so much. "

Somehow even though he only saw her back he knew she was still as beautiful as the last time he saw her.

The difference is that she looks much happier now than she did four years ago when he left her on what was supposed to be their wedding day.

"What was I thinking? She's happy without a cowardly man like me. She's happy."