Joanne's POV:
I held my phone with a grip so tight my knuckles turned white.
My gaze bore into the screen, which was displaying the latest snapshots of Arec and Ella, together, again.
This wasn't just a simple dinner or a formal outing, I could easily brush off. No, this time they were at an arcade, of all places, looking like two carefree kids without a single worry. Having a time of their lives.
There was Ella, leaning over one of the machines, laughing so hard she was practically doubled over, her eyes was even sparkling. And there he was, Arec, standing right beside her, watching her with that smile I'd yearned for, desperately, hopelessly, throughout the years.
