Aubrey's heart clenched as the words left her lips. She kept her gaze locked on Mason's face, searching for any sign, any hint of emotion that would tell her how he felt. But he remained still.
She didn't mean for her words to come out so intense and desperate, but it was the truth. She did miss him—more than anything. Being here, so close to him again, made her realize just how much she had been holding onto the past. How much she wanted things to go back to the way they used to be.
Without thinking, she started to reminisce, as if speaking the memories aloud would bring them back to life.
"Do you remember back in high school?" she asked, her eyes distant as she looked at the field in front of them. "I used to come here all the time to watch you at soccer practice."
