Rodger was standing with a glass of champagne and a golden smile.

Amelia immedialty felt the familiar pull in her heart.

_I need to talk to him_, she thought.

Gingerly, she walked towards Roger.

His sun-kissed skin and blonde hair drew her in.

His smile was still the same, and his laugh, it was like water; Amelia could bathe in it.

“Rodger…” Amelia said walking in front of him.

Rodger turned towards Amelia and almost fell at the sight of her.

Her chestnut-brown hair and pale blue eyes looked just as they did 20 years ago.

He didn’t spot a ring on her finger.

And he too felt a familiar pull from his heart.

“Amelia…I- Hello, how’ve you been?” Rodger said with a hint of nervousness.

Amelia blushed. “Good. It gets pretty lonely though.”

“No husband?”

“Nope.”

Rodger smiled at Amelia, as she did at him.

“You want to go out for a drink—“

“Yes,” Amelia said with excitement.

Rodger smiled.

The two old lovers met again, and finally their love story began.