The evening breeze brushed Kanaya’s cheeks. Her eyes were fixed forward, watching little children and teenagers playing on the green field there. Their cheerful laughter made Kanaya form a small smile. Her crowded mind felt slightly eased when she saw those kids playing adorably.

"It was hard, right, loving someone who wasn’t finished with their past," said Kaivan, sitting beside Kanaya while handing her a white plastic bag filled with iced tea juice.

Kanaya accepted the drink, her lips ...