Kevin and Veronica spent the night together in a hotel not far from the city center. After the kiss they shared in the school library—full of longing and old wounds—there was a kind of silence that followed them. Not awkward, but thick with memories and unfinished feelings.
The hotel room was warm, bathed in soft amber light. Once the door closed, time didn’t seem to move the same way. They were pulled under a current they had resisted for so long. One embrace led to a kiss. One kiss unraveled into years of longing. They didn’t talk much. Just breaths. Just touches that remembered the way home.
Veronica missed Kevin. Missed the way he touched her, held her, kissed her. Missed the way he looked at her like she was the only woman who ever existed. They didn’t just cling to each other in be
