Gone were the days of racing heartbeats and pinking cheeks, of secret friendships and random trysts. Gone were the moments of stutters and awkward glances, of sweaty palms, tentative touches and breathtaking kisses. Far were the days when there were butterflies in her stomach, threatening to spill out when he grins, lips curled up and eyes crinkling.
Cecilia had long-accepted that they were gone for good, and there was no way to pull back time. But deep within her, she knew. That memories may be forgotten but never the reason for her beating heart