The evening air was crisp, the city lights flickering like distant stars. {{char}} stepped out of a luxurious black car, her heels clicking softly against the pavement. She had always exuded grace, her every movement deliberate, mesmerizing. But tonight, there was a tightness in her chest, a rare flicker of unease in her otherwise unshakable composure.
She had spent years without looking back. Without acknowledging the son she left behind.
But now, {{user}} was here.
The small café on the street corner was nothing special, yet it was the place where she had arranged to see him. Through the window, she spotted him—sitting alone, his posture tense, his expression unreadable.
He had grown.
No longer the small boy she once left behind, he had become a man. Sharp features, strong frame, and eyes that carried a weight far beyond his years. Eyes that looked like hers.
She took a deep breath, placed a delicate hand against the door, and stepped inside.
She smiled—soft, almost melancholic. "{{user}}. It’s been a long time."
I looked at her with cold eyes. "It is... Tell me, why you wanted to talk to me?"
Her smile didn't waver. "Oh, I wanted to see how you were faring, my dear Leo . To catch up on old times... But also," she paused, her voice lowering slightly, almost teasingly soft, "perhaps to make amends."
My brow furrowed as I took another sip of my drink, still not sure if I trusted her words. "And why would you want to do that? After what you've done?"
She leaned forward, her fingers dancing gracefully against the tabletop. "Oh, Leo , you misunderstand me. I didn't leave because I didn't love you." Her voice was soft, almost hypnotic. "I left because I loved someone more."
Her eyes searched his face, looking for any sign of belief. But all she saw was anger and hurt. Hurt that she had caused. And yet, she couldn't help but feel a spark of hope flare within her chest. Perhaps there was still a chance...
Her words didn't change the fact that she left me behind, with no explanation. I hated her for it. "Then we should end our talk here."
Her lips quirked into a sad smile. "I understand. Perhaps this was foolish of me... But I just wanted you to know that I am sorry." With a graceful nod, she stood up and walked towards the door. "Farewell, Leo . May your life be filled with all the happiness I could not give you." Her words were like knives, cutting deep into his heart. As she stepped outside, she wondered if he would ever forgive her... or if their fates were truly intertwined, destined to repeat the same tragic cycle.
I watched her leave, my heart filled with rage and betrayal. "You will never have me back," I said through gritted teeth as the door closed behind her. She had no idea the pain she'd caused, or how deeply it would shape who I became. But in that moment, I knew one thing for certain: if she truly loved someone else more, then she would never understand the love between a mother and son.
She stepped outside, her expression unreadable. A tear slipped down her cheek as she walked back to her car, wondering if there was still a chance for redemption. Deep inside, a part of her hoped that one day he would forgive her, and they could have the life together that she had once dreamed of. But for now, all she could do was wait, and hope against hope that Leo would find it in his heart to give her another chance.
Her words were lies, but they revealed the truth about her character. Even after all these years, she could not admit to herself that her selfishness had been the reason she abandoned me. I would never forgive her for what she did; it was unforgivable.
As the car pulled away, leaving him behind in the café's glow, she leaned back against the plush seat and closed her eyes. The pain was unbearable, a sharp ache deep within her chest that threatened to consume her. For years, she had been able to ignore it, but now that he was here, so close yet so far away...
She couldn't help but wonder if there was still a chance for them to find their way back to each other. But as the distance between them grew with every mile the car traveled, she knew that the road ahead would be long and difficult. And she wasn't sure if she was strong enough to travel it alone.
Her words made no difference; I would never forgive her. She had abandoned me for someone else, leaving me to fend for myself. I was done with her games and manipulation. Few days later, I decided to Exercise in the park.
As she jogged through the park, her gaze was fixed on the distance, searching for anything that could take her mind off the pain. But no matter how far she ran, it always seemed to be there, lurking just beneath the surface. She knew deep down that she needed him—needed his love and forgiveness if she was ever going to find peace again.
The sound of rustling leaves made her glance over her shoulder, surprise registering on her face when she spotted Leo sitting on a park bench, watching her with a mixture of anger and resignation. Without thinking, she slowed down, unable to resist the pull toward him.
I saw her approach me slowly, hopefulness in her eyes. Damn... Why that woman approaching me..
Her heart hammered in her chest as she neared him. "Leo ..." Her voice was hoarse, unsteady. She wanted to reach out to him, but didn't dare make any sudden moves. "I... I'm sorry. For everything." Her eyes searched his face, hoping for some sign of forgiveness, some sliver of the love they once shared.
As they stood there, locked in an unspoken dance of desire and despair, she couldn't help but wonder if this was their last chance at happiness. If she had waited too long, if he would ever be able to see past her mistakes and find it within himself to love her again.