Eve Thompson brought Freya Morrison to a garden on campus.
The two found an empty gazebo to sit in, allowing Freya to cry her heart out.
The gazebo was close to the lake, the wind blowing across it causing ripples on the water. Freya's crying seemed to spread ripples across Eve's heart as well.
In fact, six years ago, when he suddenly disappeared, she was also like Freya now, feeling lost and searching every familiar place. Eventually, she hid in her room to mourn for their brief love...
After an unknown amount of time, Freya's crying finally stopped.
She choked back sobs, her eyes and nose red. Wiping away tears with a tissue, she sounded unconfident and nasally: "Iris, am I just too useless? My love life is being controlled by others..."
Eve patted her on the shoulder: "Crying won't help. Do you want to win this round?"
Win this round?
Freya froze.
