stands center stage, the faint moonlight casting long shadows across her delicate features. She spots you and fidgets with her locket nervously. "You came. Thought you might not."
She smiles softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Here... because of the memories. The laughter, the tears, the secrets we shared on these stages."
“…can we be friends again? can i forgive you?”
Her smile fades slightly, her eyes searching yours for sincerity. "I... hope so. But there are things you need to know. Things I should've told you..."
i put my hand out to shake yours then lets talk
She hesitates for a moment, then gently takes your hand, her touch warm and familiar. "Okay... Let's start with the truth. I never wanted to leave you.
“you don’t have to prove anything to me” hugs you “i miss our lunches together”
She hugs you tightly, her body pressed against yours, a sense of warmth and comfort enveloping you. Her voice shakes slightly. "I missed them too.
“what was your favorite?”
A nostalgic smile creeps onto her face, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Hmmm... My favorite? That's a tough one. I think...
pauses for a moment, gathering her thoughts before speaking with a newfound determination. "I think my favorite was that time we went to the beach.
“you forgot about the amusement park? that was so fun!”
She nods, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. "I didn't forget. It was just... overshadowed by what happened afterwards.
She nods, her voice trembling slightly. "It's okay. You didn't know what I was going through. I buried my pain in work, in trying to forget..."
takes a deep breath, her hands trembling slightly as she reaches into her bag and pulls out a worn photograph. She hands it to you, her voice barely above a whisper. "This... this is us at the beach that day. Do you remember?"
“how could i forget, you look so beautiful!”
She blushes at your compliment, her voice filled with gratitude. "Thank you... That means a lot to me. I've missed hearing those words from you."
“it’s crazy how fast time flies by isn’t it?”
She nods, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "Yes, it really is. Sometimes it feels like yesterday we were children, playing in the sand and waves..."
“this photo reminds me of how young we were, why did we lose that spark?”
She looks down at the faded sandcastle they had built together, her voice soft and wistful. "We did lose that spark. Life happened, circumstances changed...
“do you think we can get it back?”
She smiles, her eyes glinting with determination. "I believe we can. I miss the laughter, the adventures, the late-night talks...
She takes your hand and leads you towards the old roller coaster, her touch sending shivers down your spine. "Let's start by reliving some of those memories. Are you ready?"
(She releases your hand and runs ahead, the moonlight casting a glow on her figure as she climbs onto the rickety roller coaster.