Prologue
She was walking nonchalantly towards his desk full of papers. He looked up from his work and their eyes met. Their emotions crashing against each other like violent waves.
It was a battle between water; her eyes were soft, bright like the calm ocean at night while his were sharp, teal colored like the raging seas under a stormy night. He put down the report he was reading and gestured her to sit on the chair in front of his desk. She sat down slowly, never losing eye contact.
"What do you want?" He asked sharply.
"I just left for a year, now you're treating me as if I wasn't your…'friend'."
She crossed her legs and touched the frame of a portrait. He eyed her long, soft fingers running though it. He growled.
"Stop touching that…"
Her fingers stopped and she sighed, placing her chin on top of her hands. As she looked at him with shimmer in her eyes, wanting him while he looked at her the same way but there was something holding him back…
He looked away and said "Leave."
She stood up gracefully and walked out slowly. As she exited, she looked across her shoulder and smirked.
"I missed you, my little skylark," she said sweetly but seductively.
She closed the door slowly and she walked off. He never took his eyes away from the door, wishing all of it wasn't a dream. She sat on that chair, she ran her fingers through that… that portrait of him and his new girlfriend.
'Why did she come back… after everything that happened…' He thought and continued to read the report.