SERENDIPITY

~7~ Ex And Old Feelings ✔️

Recap: "So, aren't you gonna spill the beans about what happened between you and Daniel?" she asked, her tone teasing.

I let out a deep sigh, knowing that there was no escaping this conversation. "You're not going to let this go, are you?" I asked, my tone laced with resignation.

A sly grin spread across her face, and she shook her head. "Nope," she replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I want all the juicy details."

With a sense of reluctance, I began to recount the events that had transpired between Daniel and me. My friend listened intently, her eyes wide with fascination as I spoke.

As I finished my tale, she let out a soft sigh. "You and Daniel... you look so cute together," she murmured, her voice filled with admiration.

I couldn't help but smile at her words, feeling a sense of warmth spread through me. How could I be angry with her for caring about me so deeply? Despite the frustration I felt with her incessant questioning, I couldn't help but appreciate her unfailing support and unwavering love as my sister and best friend. Together, we laughed and chatted, enjoying the sisterly bond that nothing could break.

...•...•...•...

Tick by tick, second by second, time marched forward, converting fleeting moments into memories. Minutes turned into hours, hours into days, days into weeks, and weeks into months. For two months now, Daniel and I had been basking in the bliss of a clandestine romance, hidden from the prying eyes of his disapproving mother, a situation I had initially protested.

Thanks to the unlikely alliance of Lance and Mia, we were able to steal moments of intimacy, slipping away from the watchful gaze of the world. Yet, despite our furtive trysts, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss between Lance and Mia. Their dynamic was peculiar, enigmatic even. But for the sake of our own secret liaison, I chose not to pry.

Then, on a fateful Tuesday morning, the news hit me like a thunderbolt. My ex-boyfriend, Cyril, had returned to town after four long years. Memories of our teenage romance flooded my mind, the good times and the bad. We were young then, barely teenagers, and our love was pure and true, but ultimately doomed to fail when Cyril left for the city to pursue his education. And I, too, was forced to abandon my studies to care for my elderly grandparents, leading me to find refuge in the Johnson household with Mia. He was my first love, my first heartbreak. And now he was back, a ghost from my past haunting my present.

I couldn't help but wonder what his return would mean for my relationship with Daniel, for the delicate balance of our secret love. Would Cyril's reappearance upset the apple cart, throwing our world into chaos?

I turned to Mia, my heart racing with anxiety. "Mia, are you serious?"

She rolled her eyes in response. "Of course. The whole town is buzzing about it."

A chill ran down my spine. "Have you seen him yet?"

Her answer was a simple shake of the head.

I let out a frustrated groan and smacked my forehead, trying to quell the fear that was starting to take hold of me. "Oh dear," I muttered.

Mia raised an eyebrow at my distress. "Hey, why are you so bothered?"

I shot her a withering look. "Are you seriously asking me that? He's my ex, for fudge's sake." The thought of Cyril, the boy who had once captured my heart, back in town after all these years, sent a shiver down my spine.
Mia's eyes rolled with exasperation as she sliced the tomatoes, the blade biting through the ripe flesh with a satisfying crunch. "As if I'm not aware of that," she muttered under her breath. But then she paused and fixed me with a piercing gaze. "Is Daniel aware...?"