Looking at the sparkle in Feena's eyes as she described her boyfriend, she was clearly head over heels for him.
Jack felt a slight pang of bitterness in his heart. After all, she was the woman he had once liked, and now she was truly drifting away from him.
He smiled and said, "Looks like you've finally found your Prince Charming."
He had once heard Feena talk about her ideal type—someone who excelled academically, was tall, had a strong sense of justice, and loved sports. It seemed she had finally found someone who met all her expectations.
Jack felt he could finally put his lingering feelings for Feena to rest. Although a faint sense of regret remained, he knew it was inevitable. Finding the right man, marrying him, and starting a family were simply part of life. It was not something he could stop.
However, her expression didn't seem like that of a woman deeply in love. A subtle hint of regret seemed to linger in her eyes—but what exactly was she regretting?
He didn't know, nor would he ask.
And Feena, with her pride, would never bring it up herself.
"If only time could turn back… if only life could stay as it was when we first met." She suddenly spoke, her tone filled with a faint melancholy.
He didn't respond, focusing on riding his bicycle.
As the night deepened, they slowly moved along the small path once familiar to Feena.
He stopped under a dim streetlight and asked, "Feena, do you want to say goodbye to Wesley and Eddie?"
After all, she was leaving, so it made sense to bid farewell to her friends.
And in Jack's memory, Wesley and Eddie seemed to have a closer relationship with Feena than he did. Saying goodbye was only natural—unless she had already done so before meeting him.
But Feena shook her head and said, "No, it's already late. Just take me to the entrance of the alley."
No matter what the future held, this young woman next door had occupied a special place in his life.
"Thank you." Feena seemed to have gotten the answer she wanted. With that, she turned around and disappeared into the depths of the alley.
Jack rode his bicycle home, replaying the sparkle in her eyes whenever she looked at him. Her final words echoed in his mind, asking him not to forget her.
He couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to her words than met the eye.
He even unconsciously put himself in the role of the boyfriend she had described. The more he thought about it, the more he realized how much he resembled the man she described.
However, all of this was just his imagination.
Feena's life was so vibrant. And besides, she had once rejected him. It seemed unlikely that the spark of love would ever ignite between them again.
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