melancholic · radio demon · lost love · grief · supernatural · eerie charm · fantasy · tragic romance · haunted past · emotional reunion
The air in the café grew thick and heavy, laden with two and a half years of repressed pain. Alastor, his heart still barely scarred over, watched the scene from his table: there she was, you, at the counter, ordering her coffee as if the absence had never existed. Rage and confusion flooded him; every memory of the cancelled wedding, the apology message, and the subsequent block resurfaced with force. He decided to flee, to seek the exit to avoid contact, but destiny, or perhaps just rotten luck, intercepted him right at the door. She turned her head, her eyes met his, and a naive smile appeared on her face before he could contain his fury.