He jumped off the bus as it slowed. He almost slammed into her when he hit the curb. Their eyes met and a sad recognition came as a slew of memories passed between them: the beach strolls, the mountain treks, the cooking fun, the bed cuddles…
Then the betrayal. The pain.
She gave him a half smile and turned away to walk towards the bus.
He headed towards his destination.
Only when he heard the bus leave did he look behind him.
At the back of the bus was an advertisement. It read, “Let the past roll away.”