She took his hand. The mirror-ball scattered light across the gym floor like fallen stars. And for the first time in a long time, Lena wasn’t looking back.
“You came,” he said, without turning. As if he’d known she was there all along. reunion7
Lena’s throat tightened. “Julian…” She took his hand
He turned then, and his smile was the same—crooked, a little sad, entirely real. “Seven years,” he said. Lena wasn’t looking back. “You came