She was right at that place where she was then. In the very same highlighter orange overall having the company's monogram and distributing flyers... maybe. I don't know because I was at some distance. But it was easy to recognize her. She still looked beautiful. Face huh? She was always nothing but a face. And I can see her interest in makeup was still young as she had her makeup on. I couldn't recall her name but I remember the incident. It was the same place where I broke her heart. Somebody needed to show her the reality. It was sad that it has to be me. Everything was same. But the building was more upgraded now and the road was wide. But I remember it was raining that day. But today it was bright.
This story is dedicated to every person who ever had their hearts broken.
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