''What will you say to someone you loved in the past? 'Eric was asking her as he was perched on her desk, sipping on the lemonade in his hand, she could see the condensation on the cold cup rolling and sitting on the top of the table surface. It was as if it perfectly mirrored her inner emotions.

''What about you? 'She questioned him back rather than answering him. It was better to ignore answering since it was the hardest question for her to answer sincerely.

''Nothing. 'He simply replied and then smiled at her. His dimples were on display.

''But why? 'She was surprised at his answer. She expected...