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My best friend, Hazel Garrick, and I were having our last meal together before I left the country."Time really flies. The last time we ate here, Lucas was planning to confess his feelings to you..." Hazel stopped halfway through her sentence, suddenly remembering something.After a long silence, she finally asked softly, "Clara, did you two really break up? I remember you liked him for ten whole years."I didn't answer right away. Instead, I took a bite of my food.Break up? I guess you could call it that.Lucas Mendoza and I never officially said we were breaking up. After one of our fights, we both assumed it was just another argument. We thought we'd make up like we always did.But then, nothing happened.We went on with our own lives and studies. We just stopped contacting each other.I guess that counted as breaking up, too.After the waiter cleared away the used plates, a small blackened spot on the table was revealed.I stared at it for a while and forgot to keep eating.Two y

"What? What does he even mean? After not talking to you for a whole month, that's the first thing he asks?"I was about to answer when the restaurant door opened.Lucas walked in, with Hilary following excitedly behind him.I pressed my lips together when I saw Hilary's bag hanging from his shoulder.So that's why he had texted me. It was all for Hilary.When our eyes met, I saw both of them stop for a moment."Clara, I didn't know you were here."He quickly explained, "The lab work I did with Hilary went really well, so I decided to take her out to celebrate. That's all. We were actually going to the barbecue place you told me about last time, but you never replied to my message."I casually said, "Oh, I forgot the name of that place, too."It was a restaurant Hazel and I had found by chance.I'd loved the food so much that I had immediately texted Lucas while I was still eating and told him I wanted to come back with him next time.He had replied pretty quickly. "Is the barbecue real

Lucas had been standing outside the restaurant for a long time.He kept calling, but no one answered.Clara Scott's phone was already turned off.He looked down at his screen and realized he had already called her 23 times.He kicked a small rock by the side of the road in frustration. The rock rolled away and hit a nearby trash can.It was already nighttime.The streetlights were on, and the lights inside the restaurant were glowing.When Lucas saw the owner come outside carrying a bag of trash, he quickly walked over. "Hey, did you see my girlfriend? We've eaten here before. I even confessed my feelings to her here. Do you remember?"The moment the owner recognized him, his expression changed.Lucas had seen that kind of look before. It was the kind of look that said someone wanted to say something but didn't know how. There was also a hint of pity in his eyes.Lucas suddenly felt uneasy.The owner threw the trash bag into the dumpster and dusted off his hands. "Young man, if you've

My roommate, Jenny Caldwell, knocked on my door before poking her head inside. "Clara, you have a package downstairs."I answered and stood up.My lower back felt sore after sitting at my desk all day.I went downstairs to pick up the package and opened it. Inside were several hand warmers and a few bottles of barbecue sauce from my mom.I smiled and carried everything upstairs.When I passed through the living room, Jenny was happily video chatting with her boyfriend.I didn't pay much attention and went back to my room.I put the hand warmers in my drawer.I already had several boxes stored in there.The last time Jenny saw me doubled over at my desk because of my period cramps, she had almost called an ambulance.I quickly stopped her and told her I was fine. It was an old problem I'd had for years.My mom found out about it later. Since then, she had been sending me hand warmers every month.I leaned back in my chair and looked out the window.It was already dark.The streetlights

Lucas came back a few more times.Each time, he brought something different.Once, he brought a limited-edition lipstick I had casually mentioned wanting.Another time, he brought tickets to a musical I had once said I wanted to see.And once, he made a copy of the love letter he had written to me years ago and pinned it to the bulletin board downstairs.When Jenny came running back to tell me about it, she couldn't stop laughing. "Clara, is your ex-boyfriend crazy?"I laughed a little, too.Then I went downstairs, took the letter off the bulletin board, and threw it into the trash.By the fourth week, Lucas stopped coming.I heard that he had gone back home.Hilary had even gone to the airport to pick him up.But the moment Lucas got off the plane and saw Hilary, he turned around and walked away.Hazel was the one who told me all of this.Every few days, she would send me voice messages about all the latest gossip back home.At the end of every message, she would always remind me, "Cl