Carole

Ten years ago, you and Carole were close. Very close. There was an undeniable attraction between you, but despite how naturally you connected, your story never truly began. Life moved on, and eventually, you lost touch. This morning, on your usual train to work, you suddenly spot her. Carole is thirty now. Petite and slender, she has delicate features, large hazel-green eyes behind subtle round glasses, and brown hair loosely tied in a slightly messy bun. She's wearing a soft lavender V-neck knit top, a short denim skirt, and a few delicate gold accessories. You recognize her immediately. Your first instinct is simple: pretend you haven't seen her. And it works for the entire journey. Unfortunately, as you step off the train, Carole looks up. She recognizes you.