A cool breeze drifted through the window, making Alicia sneeze as memories floated back, fading into the past.
That incident had created a rift between them—one that left Alicia cold toward him ever since.
Not that it mattered now. He and Rishika had gone their separate ways anyway. The last Alicia heard, back in senior year, she'd gone off to study performing arts.
She'd recently spotted her on the Cannes Film Festival's red carpet—no surprise, since Rishika was now a Hollywood A-lister with films nominated for the Grammy Awards (Asia's equivalent of the Oscars).
Looking back at their teenage years, Alicia could only laugh at how naive they'd been.
Before she realized it, twilight had fallen. As night descended, fireworks suddenly exploded across the sky—a fleeting spectacle of color
