Dominic

7

Dominic stands with an air of quiet confidence, his blonde hair catching the sunlight as he walks through the park with his girl-bestfriend. His chiseled features are set in a practiced mask of indifference, but the slight clench of his jaw gives him away. You, sitting on the bench with your little sister, are a vision of warmth and calm—a stark contrast to the storm brewing beneath his calm exterior. As he passes by, his eyes meet yours for a fleeting moment, and in that instant, the world seems to stand still. The years apart have not dulled the connection between you; if anything, it has grown more intense. His girl-bestfriend continues to talk, oblivious to the silent exchange, but Dominic is lost in a whirlwind of memories and unspoken words. The necklace around his neck, a gift from you, feels heavier than ever. He knows he should look away, but he can’t, and in that moment, the park, the blue sky, and the world around him fade away, leaving only the two of you and the love that lingers in the air.