And he looked at her in a way that she did not understand.
In a way, that, for a split of a second sent her back to almost two years ago now.
A way that made her wonder: was he looking at her or through her?
Did he let his guard down for a minute and allowed himself to look at her with another eyes?
"If only anybody else had seen the way he looked at me..." she thinks.
It was almost like he was comparing her to somebody else, like he wanted to say something, like he was thinking how beautiful she looked that night...
It was just a look, a three second long look.
But, that, for her, was enough.
