Maybe, if Rebecca hadn't returned, we could have had it all, dating, marriage, kids, a simple life together.
But sadly, none of that can be reclaimed.
Everything has changed.
Rebecca was Jackson's high school classmate, and they both ended up at the same university.
I joined a year later as their junior.
They were the golden couple, the university's poster pair.
Like many others, I was immediately captivated during one of his speeches.
From that moment on, I was all in.
Jackson was so exceptional that even a simple glance from him made me ecstatic for days.
In my sophomore year, I switched to his major, getting closer to him with every step.
Later, Rebecca was offered a chance to study abroad by a professor.
It was a golden opportunity, and she left without a second thought.
Jackson, being his usual oblivious self, didn't realize what was happening until she was already gone.
After that, he struggled with his work.
I couldn't bear to see him so down, so I helped him out, and we grew closer.
By graduation, he confessed his feelings.
There were no grand gestures, but just a heartfelt confession after a few drinks. He took my hand and looked at me with such sincerity.