We Don’t Speak of the Past, Love Is Already Gone

As the New Year’s bells rang, I sent Samuel a message right on time.

[Dr. Nightfall, when will we make our relationship public?]

Before he could reply, my father suddenly raised his hand and pointed toward a streetlight nearby. His voice was full of surprise.

“Hey, isn’t that Samuel? He’s holding hands with a young girl. Looks like they’re very close.”

My heart skipped a beat. I followed his gaze without thinking. The next second, it felt like all the blood in my body froze.

Under the warm yellow light, Samuel leaned down slightly and kissed the girl in his arms.