The lake is just as I remember it—calm and quiet. This was our spot back then, where we’d come to talk about everything or nothing at all. It’s been a long time since I’ve been here. Funny how it still feels the same, even when everything else has changed.
I see Victor before he sees me. He’s sitting on the bench, leaning forward with his hands clasped. For a moment, I almost feel sorry for him. Then I remember, he left me.
“Selina,” he says, standing up as I approach.
“Victor.” I stop few feet away, crossing my arms. “You’re early.”
He shrugs. “Didn’t want to keep you waiting.” He motion toward the bench. “Can we sit?”
I nod. He sits at the other end, leaving a careful gap between us.
“So,” I finally say, breaking the silence. “Enlighten me.”
He sighs. “I was… overwhelmed, Selina.
