In the distance, she saw a figure approaching, and her heart skipped a beat. It was Rohan, the friend she had thought she might never see again. His silhouette was framed by the moon's glow, and his presence seemed to fill the very air with bittersweet nostalgia.
"Isabella," he called out, his voice carrying on the ocean breeze. "I couldn't stay away."
Her emotions stirred like a tempest within her, torn between the present love she held for Nicholas and the enduring bond she shared with Rohan. She turned to face him, and in the depths of his eyes, she saw the same conflict mirrored.
"Rohan," she said, her voice soft yet trembling. "I can't deny the way you've shaped my life and your impact on my heart. But I've chosen Nicholas, and my path lies with him."
He nodded, his expression a t
