His Farewell, My Sorrow

Summary

Three years after walking out of the iron gates, I ran into Lucas at a high-end patisserie.

He was there, dripping wet from the rain, picking up a custom cake for his pregnant wife. I was there to pick up a DoorDash order.

The shock of seeing each other froze us both for a second.

But love and hate had long since burned to ash. I broke the silence first.

He asked how I was doing. I told him everything was fine.

We stood there, strangers with a lifetime of history. Just as I turned to leave, his voice stopped me.

"Scarlett, if things get hard... you can always call me."