Aria glared at him through her window as he stood outside in the heavy snow with nothing but a long coat protecting him. He was busy talking to someone on his phone. She hates that he looks so good. He looks so much better. But she still doesn't trust him, he's always looked one moment away from drowning in alcohol.
It felt deja vu seeing him out there waiting for her. But it angered her at the same time. There's nothing between them anymore, no attraction, no love, nothing. They're nothing but mere strangers.
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