We went to a cafe. When we were in school, we visited there often and had coffee there.
Hearing this, Brian burst into laughter and said, "Elaina, do you want to have both of us?"
Hearing his words, I found it funny and said, "But that's how I remember it."
Brian looked at the clouds outside the window and spoke with a distant voice, "I did pursue you before. Troy also likes you. It's quite a coincidence that the two brothers not only look alike but also have the same preferences in terms of women."
He took a sip of coffee, saying, "But you rejected me."
"You did it neatly and tidily. I was sad for a long time at that time. Then I went abroad.
What he said was the same as what Troy had told me.
Brian asked curiously, "Hey, you said you had once dated me. What else do you remember?"
I looked out of the window. The autumn scene in Pennsylvania was beautiful. Leaves were lush on the trees, barely showing signs of yellowing. As the sun set in the west, it emitted a beam of orange-red light through the clouds.
I squinted my eyes and smiled, saying, "I killed you!"
I sent Brian home.
The streetlights were dim, and it was raining heavily outside, making my vision blurry.
When I was around the corner, a straight truck came crashing towards me. To avoid the truck, I turned the steering wheel sharply. Unexpectedly, the one sitting on the passenger seat was exposed to the danger.
There was a loud sound ringing out. "Bang."
The car was hit and thrown out.
The wind and rain continued to battle outside.
The sound of sirens and ambulances echoed through the sky.
I saw Brian. Covered in blood, he was lifted into the ambulance. I followed from behind unsteadily.
The surgical light went out. Brian, covered in a white sheet, was pushed out.
Before I could even look at him, I was handcuffed.
"Miss Elaina, you are suspected of drunk driving and driving exceeding the limit. Now please come with us for an investigation!"
A bolt of lightning struck down, illuminating the endless night sky, followed by a burst of deafening thunder.
I sat up in bed, startled.
Fine beads of sweat trickled down my chin and dropped onto the bed.
"Well, it is just a dream!"
The next day...
Troy listened quietly to my narration and burst into laughter.