At 8 PM, New York's nightlife was just beginning, with the city buzzing with energy.
Charlotte rolled down the car window, letting the cool breeze blow through her hair as she watched the vibrant cityscape pass by.
With the alcohol clouding her mind, memories floated up like scenes from an old movie.
She recalled the first time she met Elijah—the warm sunlight, the white clouds, and the fresh scent of grass in the air...
Even now, Charlotte could feel the excitement of her younger self, her heart racing.
She closed her eyes, a bittersweet smile on her lips.
Loving Elijah had caused her so much pain.
If she could choose again, she'd rather have never met him.
And now, no matter the truth of the past, she refused to fall for him again.
"Here's a new rule. You can't think about anoth
