Carmela's POV
Carmela hesitated only for a second before reaching out and placing her hand in Jay’s. His grip was firm but gentle as he pulled her up effortlessly. A warmth spread through her palm, lingering even as she steadied herself.
"Thank you," she said, offering him a small smile.
Jay simply nodded, his expression unreadable behind his mask.
As she dusted off her clothes, she took a deep breath before speaking again. "I think you don’t recognize me anymore. It’s okay. All I wanted to say is that… I mean, I’ll just give your hoodie back two weeks from now." Her voice was steady, but there was an undeniable weight in her words.
A strange sense of disappointment settled in her chest. She had thought about this moment so many times, wondering what she would say if she ever saw him
