“It’s been a while, hasn't it?”

Jeongyeon wishes she’d had noticed, just how long it had been, the straining distance between them. She doesn't speak. She doesn't have to.

“I still miss you,” Mina tells her, voice gentle, and Jeongyeon wishes she could tell her, just how much she missed her, too. “But I can't stay much longer.”

Jeongyeon watches her set the flowers down against the stone, then, fingers tracing over the letters of her name as tenderly as she’d traced over her face, so long ago.

“Goodbye, Jeongyeon.”

Mina leaves, heart in her hands.

Jeongyeon finally lets her.