In the evening, as we sat on the balcony watching the sun dip below the horizon, Leon turned to me, his expression serious.
“Can I ask you something?” he said with his quiet voice.
“Of course,” I replied, my heart suddenly started pounding in my chest.
“Do you ever wonder what it would be like if things were different?” he asked, his eyes searching mine.
“What do you mean?” I asked, my curiosity piqued, as well as my anxiousness.
“If we didn’t have all this baggage,” he said, his voice tinged with sadness. “If we could just start over, with a clean slate.”
I was astonished by what he just said. My eyes darted at him as they grew wider. My mouth slightly opened. I thought about his words for a moment, the weight of them settling over me. It was a question I had asked myself many times
