Love and friendship are the foundations that connects the humans together. Just as how two sewed fabrics make a fine raiment. The way the fabrics are sewn, the way the texture and dye blend are the things that decide how well the raiment attracts. Just as sewing, the friendship and love needs to be nurtured. With good care and trust. That's how a well relationship that you can count on is formed. Love and Friendship are the essential relationships that drives the humans to lean on and find a place to run. Both needs to be balanced and well appreciated. And when the time comes to choose between friendship and love, Clara Alv was shuttered. Unable to choose. She thought love and friendship as her two arms. Unable to cut one in order to favour another. If she chose the right, she will be left. If she chose left even then she wasn't sure if the choice was right.

No, no, no. no! This can't be true what in the devil's name? Why am I seeing Jaro Briggs? After 20 fucking years. Did I lose my mind? "What are you doing here?" I asked scared, tense, humiliated and feeling every fucking feeling. "I might ask you the same." He said with a smirk. Damn him how in the world is he still managing to look that hot. He hasn't changed much except aged a bit yet looking lesser than his age. "This is my house for goddamn sake," I yelled. "I thought this was Mr Holder pipes house." "I am his wife. Which makes this house also mine!" "So you are a married woman with kids ? How riveting yet dumbfounding". He said. Is he complimenting me or commenting on me? "What did think I would be? A pole dancer?" I sighed. "More or less. Yet you have remained that beast always devouring anything that gets in its way." He accused. How dare he talk to me in this way, in my very own house. "It's been almost 20 years, Jaro don't act like you still know me!" I called out. "Is it so? Then why do I see you staring at my pants ?" He said with that damn smirk again. Why in the hell he showed out of nowhere and tormenting me? What he and I had is in past. Water under the bridge. "Don't tell me you still expect me to do all the things we did as teenagers." He said calmly. ************************ Michelle is an ordinary vet doctor, with a lovable husband, charismatic daughter and stupendous son. However, her routine life takes a turn with an abrupt encounter with her long-lost past boyfriend. Things get more hideous when they should share the neighbourhood. Even more complicated when her daughter Lana is strangely attracted to him. Does fate have its twisted way of unravelling her past with her family? However, her past isn't exactly water under the bridge. *Cover photo, not mine. Credit to the owners* *mature content*