She was taller now, more mature, walking in high heels with flawless makeup… but she never told him she loved him anymore.
It used to be her who said it the most.
So reckless.
Her fingers curled slightly at her side, and with the memories came a tightening in her chest that she couldn't control.
…
At lunch, in the hotel restaurant, dishes were served after they ordered.
Derek was the last to arrive. He pulled out a chair and sat down, handsome as ever, his aura lazy and languid. The staff had grown used to his striking looks over the past few days, yet every time he appeared, they couldn't help but steal another glance.
It always felt like not looking at him enough was a kind of loss.
He sat beside Bonnie. Wherever she was, he would always choose that seat, and now Wade and Rory naturally left it open for him. Bonnie could clearly feel the air tighten the moment he sat down. Her back stiffened slightly, but Derek's expression was calm, as though nothing had changed.
