When she sees the posters for his performance plastered all over town, Annika knows she should stay away. She doesn't. Old wounds are re-opened as she listens to her first love sing their story, a relationship that was too intense to survive, leading to an achingly frank conversation in his dressing room after dark. This fic is inspired by the Narbhi reunion that we got yesterday, It just made me think what must be going in their minds if they were actual lovers. And so here we are with this small fic. I hope you feel the heartbreak that I felt while writing this.