"Dylan, what a surprise! How are you?" I asked him, unbelieving.
"I'm fine, how are you?"
"Good" I replied.
Dylan Felician, famous quarterback of our high school and also a straight-A student. During my high school days, I was in therapy and trauma remained unhealed. So, I used to be alone and ignored boys when they came near me. I never went to prom. Dylan tried to help me, but I always remained distant from him. On the last day of our school, he proposed to me. I was not ready for it, so I turned down his proposal. After that, we lost contact.
"So, what are you doing?" He asked.
"Umm...Have you heard about 'New Era'?"
"Yes, an entertainment magazine, right?"
"That's mine" I winked.
He looked at me proudly, "Wow! I knew it".
"Thanks, what about you?"
"Umm...Have you heard about J&K Law enterprise?"
"It belongs to you?"
He chuckled, "No, I wish" he shook his head, "I work there, Criminal lawyer".