“We are parting ways,” she said, sipping her cup of coffee, “Wondered if we could pick up the old days. No strings attached.”
She took out a packet from her bag and kept it on the table.
It was then that Sarah approached us.
“Meet my wife. The wedding was a hurried affair with no old friends present.”
“A humble wedding present,” Mona said, handing over the packet to Sarah.
It contained photographs of intimate moments we had together.