“I forgot that you existed.”

I see him standing there. The last time I saw him was eight years ago. Alex. My Alex. 

“This is Alex. He’s going to be working with us. Ella, you’re going to work on the company project together. Show him around the place.”

“Ella? Elle? Is that you?” said Alex.

He ran away. He left me. He broke my trust.

“Why are you here?” I said.

I thought I moved on.

We were in love, stealing kisses in the back of the car.

We saw each other every day.

We spent each second together.

We were perfect.

Until that one day.

“You’re coming back and it’s the end of the world.”