"Does it mean you are ready for a new one?"
Yhuan was trying to get his shot with Aila.
"Yhuan, I just said I accepted the fact that we are no longer together, but I did not say that I don't love him anymore."
Aila touched his shoulder gently. He squeezed her hands.
"I understand. I have entirely accepted the fact that we are no longer together; just the same, I still love you."
Aila gave him a faint smile.
"Well, I guess we're both fools for loving the wrong people."
"Misery loves company, right?"
They laughed at their tragic love lives. Aila stared outside the window and she jolted when she saw that familiar person.
"Oh fudge, there she is! Please follow that woman riding the big bike."
Aila pointed out the woman on the side of the road. Aila could not be wrong; she admired that long black hair just a few minutes ago.
