"Why is Larissa here?" Jerrod thought to himself.
He recognized her instantly.
Even if her hair color was different.
Even if it's become straight and short, not wavy and long.
Even if she looks darker than her pale complexion.
Even if she looks more mature and sexier.
Even if her eyes look more indifferent than warm and caring.
Jerrod knows instantly that the lady in her indigo fitted dress is the girl he missed all these years.
His feet were itching to run and jump into Larissa's arms, but he held himself as he didn't want to embarrass Larissa in public and put pressure on her by meeting him, who had stupidly broken up with her.
He slowly walked with his parents while he tried hard not to look at her, but at the moment their eyes locked, all the memories flashed back.
