Damn it! I was trying to avoid topics like these, but to no avail. Looks like I have to confront it. Everyone knows that honesty will complicate matters, hence I lied.
"Liar. I know you do remember. If not, how would you remember my favourite food at this restaurant," she said it playfully, just like every other time.
She kept quiet. A huge smile is carved on her face.
"No, I am pretty sure it was grey."
"Fine, grey,black, whatever. Oh look the food is here. I am starving. Let's eat."

"Jack, have you ever thought about that night?"
Here we go again. Going through nostalgic crap. And I do know well the night that she was referring to.
"Used to...but not anymore. It's okay, it's not your fault. We've already talked about this."
"There's something I want to tell you."
"What is it?"
"I saw you that night."
"What are you talking about? Of course you saw me that night."
"No no...I meant, I saw you on the streets of the City Centre."
I paused. The delicious Kuey Teow which was about to enter my mouth, tempting to be consumed, has been halted. I put down my fork.

Before we take a step forward with the story, let us take a step back. As everyone might recall, I've already told the story, but it was unfinished. This is roughly where it ended.
I fell down to my knees in the middle of the street. I burst into tears. I was annihilated. The mixture of tears and rain almost caused a flood in the streets. I cried and cried till my hearts content. I don't have you, and everything is worthless. Suddenly, the box from my pocket dropped. I picked it up and opened it. There lies the ring, the ring that I was about to ask her for an engagement. I gave a sharp gaze at the ring, full of anger and hatred, then I did the unexpected. I...
I hurled the ring into a nearby drain. There goes my 300 pounds ring. There goes my hope and dreams. There goes my chance of getting Ay08. I rushed back into the apartment while wiping away my tears. To me, that was it, that signifies the end between me and Ay08.

"Jack, are you okay?"
And here I am, 4 months later having dinner with Ay08, the girl that almost killed me.
"Yeah, I am fine."
"Tell me Jack, was that ring for me?"
I kept quiet. I ignored her while enjoying my delicious plate of fried Kuey Teow.
"If I were to say yes to you that night, what would we be now?"
I chose to ignore her. What is she doing rambling about the past. The past is the past, and it should stay buried. It is like opening a can of worms.
"Why are you doing this Ay08?"
"Doing what Jack?", she acted blurly.
"This. Reminiscing about the past. Opening up my healed wound. Why?"
"Jack, I just want to know."
That completely pushed me to the edge.
"Know? Know what? Know that I was so deeply hurt that I my heart was on life support for the past 4 months. Know that I can't forget you when you went back to Malaysia that it almost drove me out of my mind."
"Jack, I didn't mean that..."
"Know what Ay08? Know that I still love you? You want to know that? Is that what you want to know?"
She stayed quiet. I took out a 20, put it on the table and stormed out of the restaurant. I realized that all eyes were upon me, but I could not care less.

Oh man, it's raining. Should have brought an umbrella with me. Despite the rain, I kept on walking until Ay08 shouted my name. I looked back and she was walking towards me.
"Wait Jack, please wait."
I stood there in the rain. I waited for her.
"Sorry about the questions Jack. It's just that..."
She paused. She looked hesitant to continue.
"Just what Ay08?"
"It's just that, sometimes, I kept thinking whether I've made the right choice. Maybe, I should've chosen you instead."
I would never have expected for her to say that. Do I still have hope? At that moment, I wasn't thinking. The next thing I realized was that I was hugging her in the rain.
"Thank you Ay08."
She hugged me back, and we came to a standstill for 10 minutes. She grasped my shirt with her soft hand.
"I miss you, Jack. I miss you a lot."

30 minutes later, I went back to my room, soaking wet of course. I changed and lied down on the bed. I looked to my right, and on top of the table lies a red ring box. How did I get the ring back? Of course, not everything was told that night. Let this be a story for another day.

If you take a look at it from a different perspective, sequels are sometimes better than the original. Sonic 2 is better than Sonic. Killzone 2 is better than Killzone and Resistance 2 is better than Resistance. As I said before, somethings should have ended. But not my relationship with Ay08. This sequel is going to be better than the original. I hope.