Some time later, he met her in a small cafe.
"Hi."
"Hi. How've you been?"
"Fine, thank you. What about you?"
"Been ok too."
After avoiding each other's glances for a short while, he took his leave.
"I've got an appointment to catch, see you around."
As he walked out, he wondered. "Why do I feel this sense of regret, this sense of pain? Did I really want to let her go?"