Too Late for Love

"Only you would treat a guy like Norman as a treasure."

Lina has always been straightforward in her speech.

"In my eyes, he's not even worth as much as crap."

Several of my close friends chimed in, agreeing with Lina.

"Yuna is just infatuated; sometimes women are like that. When they get captivated by a certain guy, their whole world gets filled up, leaving no room for anyone else."

I silently added in my mind that once you see someone for who they truly are, you can also walk away without hesitation.

At least that's how I feel.

As we were chatting, the gazes of my friends suddenly became fixated.

I was puzzled about what had caught their attention when a figure approached us.

I lifted my head slightly and locked eyes with the person.

It was Kane Lewis.

I felt a bit dazed; wasn't he supposed to be settled in the UK? How did he come back?

I hadn't seen him in about ten years, and I wasn't sure I would even recognize him now.

He was wearing a sharp business suit, with a model-like physique and long, straight legs.

Wow, the moment I saw him, I realized how blind I had been all these years, mistaking Norman for a handsome guy.

Kane is three years younger than me; when he left, he was only in the second year of junior high.

When I went to see him off, he looked at me with determination and said, "One day, I will come back to find you."

Unconsciously, I recalled our youthful past and felt a slight blush creeping onto my cheeks.

Kane stopped in front of me and tilted his head, looking at me.

"Yuna, may I sit next to you?"