Ren

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Ren didn't ask for such a blast from the past.

A call from Hana Vidalha asking to meet left him unsure of what to expect.

Although Ren wasn't there when the ordeal happened, he understood the agony of hopeless love. However, he did not particularly enjoy Hana's methods.

"Coffee?" she finally asked.

"I'm good. Tell me why you wanted to meet."

"I know Gorya's attending college. I wish her...them the best."

"If you wanted to see me just to let us know that you are updated, we don't care!" Ren stood up. He managed to convey his disinterest by the look in his eyes, the tone in his voice, and even the way he was trying to maintain his calm.

Hana carefully placed a hand on his sleeve motioning him to sit down.

"I have healed now. It is my wish to present Gorya with a gift, but I cannot meet both of them together. You of all people should know how painful it is to be reminded of what you don't have."

Her words struck a chord, and Hana knew exactly what she needed to say to secure his approval.

Her hand reached into her bag and pulled out a parcel, on which the words To Gorya from a friend were written in ink. There was no retreat from her gaze.

Sighing, he picked up the cover.

"Now it's up to you," she said, hanging her designer bag over her shoulder and departing.

Speak of the devil, Gorya's name popped up on his phone, she was calling.

Pressing the end button quickly, he put his phone screen facing down.

Waiting for Hana to move out of eyeshot, he picked up the phone to read the text "Where are you? I am at your apartment, it is locked."

"I'm in the mall nearby, wait for me," he replied.

The House of Mystery i.e. Ren's garden had greenery and specimens of the most unique flora that Gorya had ever known. As she had done so many times before, she was enchanted by the sight.

"Ameena got me a temporary gig. I plan on taking it."

He didn't like how Ameena had shoehorned herself into their lives. He was tired of hearing the name now.

If it's money Gorya needs immediately, he is almost tempted to give her the parcel Hana requested. The gift from Hana surely had a monetary value.

"Why?"

Gorya stopped caressing a bunch of star jasmine flowers and looked up in surprise.

"Not that you shouldn't ", he didn't want to force his doubts on her.

"Nothing. It's just work and college messing with my mind."

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