I confronted Jess, and for the first time, she offered a genuine apology. We talked—about the past, yes, but also about what might still be salvaged of our friendship. Brian approached me too, and apologized for not giving me the chance to explain. We both admitted we had carried our feelings all these years—and despite everything, the spark was still there.

Brian asked me out. I hesitated, then said yes—on one condition: he had to win me a new locket, just like the one he gave me all those years ago. It was a small, hopeful gesture—a new beginning rooted in old memories and long-buried truths. Maybe some things, even after all this time, still deserve a second chance.