They had slept next to each other. He got up and walked around the room. He looked at his desk. There was a computer and a book. The small library next to the desk was full of books. She noticed a small wooden box. She took it in her hands and opened it gently. Inside was a coral ribbon. It was her own ribbon, she wore it the day they met. She never imagined he would keep her all these years. He lifted the ribbon and stroked it gently. She was silky and smooth as he remembered her.