France

Jack caressed the photo in front of him, his eyes red, and his hair disheveled.

He had a nightmare, a very long one.

"Serena, we haven't talked for a long time. I just dreamed of you. They say dreaming of someone you haven't spoken to in a while means they are forgetting you. Is that true? I miss you so much..."

As he spoke the last sentence, a hint of choking accompanied it, causing a twinge in Serena's heart.

It felt like time had flown back to that summer when they were seventeen.

The young man crossed everyone to be by her side.

With just one glance, she became...