âHowâd you get here?â Keanu asked.
âDrove,â Tilda replied.
âWhereâs your car? Let me walk you,â Keanu offered.
âNo, thanks.
Itâs parked over there.
You carry on with your work,â
Tilda said, declining politely.
âAlright then.
Take it easy on the road.
Catch you later,â Keanu said, waving goodbye.
Despite his reluctance to part ways, he held his silence, watching as Tilda walked to the parking lot alone.
Watching her drive off slowly, he sighed heavily before turning towards the bustling mall.
Was it too late now?
Perhaps this was just how things were meant to be between them.
Maybe being friends was all they could be.
Keanuâs smile turned bitter as he thought about it.
The street was alive with people, the shops adorned with vibrant decorations in anticipation of the upcoming new year.
As she drove, Tildaâs eyes unconsciously scanned for Keanu.
Catching his back, she quickly looked away.
Mixed emotions washed over her-sadness and then a hint of relief.
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Time had its way of reshaping not just appearances but also relationships.
The passion of youth had faded with the years.
Before Keanu reappeared in her life, thoughts of him stirred more guilt and self-reflection than longing.
She worried that the accident might have changed his temperament irreversibly.
But now, it seemed he was living well.
His personality remained unchanged, and his career had been successful.
It brought her a sense of reassurance.
Tilda couldnât help but smile, finally feeling a sense of relief.
She turned the steering wheel, preparing to make a turn.
Suddenly, a car behind her accelerated and pulled up alongside her.