Years have passed. It might even be closer to ten years now.
By pure chance, I ran into her at the station—the person I’d shared a mutual, unrequited love with back then.
She still had that same comforting presence that hadn’t changed a bit, yet her body… that had changed. And with every discovery of her hidden fetishes and the life she’s lived since, the time that had been stalled and stumbling began to move once more.