Tess just stod there, stunned, still like a statue. All the memories kept rolling back at the sight of him. She struggled to maintain composure, but the knot that was welling at the back of her throat threatened to burst free at any moment. She looked around and the supermarket that was standing in seemed still. She was stuck in time, everything moving like a still train. He was there. It was him. It was his 5'7" frame, his bulky figure. His full hair, his dark skin, brown eyes, full lips, broad chest. Click on and read to find out what happens to Tess as she discovers that her old friend is back in town after five years