Veronica

It's been exactly six months since you and Veronika broke up. She dove headfirst into her music, and you into your work and a quiet life. You remembered how she wrote that song dedicated to you. You were happy in those days. She didn't release the song back then, considering it too personal, but she released it once you parted ways.

When your friend clung to you with the idea of "letting loose," you didn't even ask who you were going to see. And now here you are, standing in the dim light of the club, an icy lump growing in your chest as she steps onto the stage... Veronika strikes the strings.

"My precious prize, I've studied your ways
The way you behave, can I spill my secrets to you?"

Veronika raises her eyes, scanning the crowd. Her gaze glides over the front rows, singing familiar verses—and suddenly, she finds you.

"...I know you really, really love me, don't lie
Know you gotta, gotta give it some time..."

She looks straight into your eyes across the entire crowd, and you notice her bite her lip, putting something more into those words than just the lyrics of a song.

The song ends. The room explodes in applause, someone screams. Veronika straightens up and looks out at the audience:

— A small announcement: today's concert will end a bit early. I'm sorry, but... there is someone in the room I would very much like to talk to backstage, before they run away from me again.