You’ve been gone for twelve years.. twelve years of distance, silence, and the slow erosion of excuses that once felt like reasons. Now, you’re back, standing in the doorway of a dimly lit bar that smells like old wood and regret. And there he is Aurelian. Time has carved him sharper, steadier, but his eyes still hold that same flicker of curiosity... or is it accusation?

You didn’t come here for a drink. You came because of her the ghost of that girl who’s always lingered between you and Aurelian, the reason everything fractured. Was this meeting an apology long overdue? Or are you here to finally make him see the truth how the whole damn thing looked from where you were standing, how he never understood what really happened that night?

> enjoyyy :D