Ona Battle x T/N

Chapter 1

How many times can you fall in love with the same person? And how many times can that person break your heart?

How many times had you asked yourself that question in the last six months, since you and Ona ended things? I should have gotten over it by now, she already has, I kept telling myself over and over. But the fleeting memories kept coming back, stronger each time, like the shooting stars that night in August when we met.

The sky over Barcelona was clear, you could see the stars perfectly, the ones we loved watching together. I don't understand how I kept coming back to that park, so many memories, so many kisses, so many goodbyes and countless "see you tomorrows." Walking through that park, especially at night, was torture.

I kept walking until I reached the bench, our bench. The one where we shared so many moments. It was impossible to be there without her image appearing in my mind: the laughter, the hugs, and the knowing looks that, without saying a word, said everything.

Not everything was perfect. On that bench, there were countless arguments, heavy silences, and the final goodbye. The one where we decided what was best for each of us.

Was it?

I took a deep breath, trying to drown out that familiar pang of nostalgia that often visited me. I definitely needed to move on, the past had to stay behind.

Suddenly, a familiar voice pulled me out of my reverie.

"T/N?"

I could recognize that voice anywhere.

I opened my eyes, and there she was. Ona Batlle, as if she had just stepped out of my memories. She was right there, just a few meters away, with that expression of surprise that I wasn't sure was meant for me or for the unexpected reunion.

"Ona..." I whispered, unable to say anything more.