There was exactly three knocks on the Agreste door in which Natalie opened. To her surprise a woman with messy bright red hair clipped to her head, pencils stuck in her hair, dressed in sweatpants and sweatshirt. She had a slight imprint from a keyboard on her left cheek and wore sunglasses.

Even know it was two in the afternoon she looked as if she had just woken up. Natalie knew exactly who she was and didn't want to let her into the house. Natalie took a deep breath she shouldn't of have even let her Their the gates.

"Right this way."

Natalie said politely leading her to lounging area. It that area stood him. The man her son and the man of her past. He was holding a glass of white wine. Ironically he used to hate the taste and she told him that one day it would be his favorite.

He looked at his brother. She could tell he had no idea she was coming. He didn't know what to tell her. The didn't really stop being friends they just drifted apart.

"Amelia, I see you haven't changed."

Gabriel said wanting Chandler to concentrate on someone that wasn't Circe. Even with both brothers agreed she was the most bewildering girl they'd ever meant.

"Yah, I guess I really haven't."

Amelia thought about how far she got in life. She didn't get far at all.

"Your book, I read it."

Chandler said. That book covered both sides of their story. How they both felt about each other. How they confused friendship and romance due to people saying a boy and a girl can't be just friends.

The book also was dedicated to two of her most influential people. Chandler Agreste and in loving memory of her late husband. The book was also about in the end the were each other's one that got away.

There was only three girls Chandler dated and fell in love with. Circe married his brother. Amelia was a complicated story. They dated as Kitsune and Mouché but after they revealed their identities they couldn't ruin the friendship they had as civilians. So she later on married a famous artist who was none other then Chandler's best friend, Augustus Krutzberg.

"Did you like it?"

"Of course I did it was written by you."

That comment made Amelia smile. She missed Chandler's company. He's the one that told her to write. 'Write your world on paper let people know what's behind that curtain.' He used to tell her.

"Amelia?!"

Circe shouted when she spotted her old friend. The last time they saw'll each other is when Circe moved out of their college apartment.

"Hi, Circe."

Circe hugged her. She missed her but Amelia however didn't quite care for Circe because she left Chandler at the alter to go elope with Gabriel.

"The old gang is back together again."

Circe exclaimed. She was happy that they had a little reunion.

"Almost.."

Chandler stated. Augustus was also a Miraculous holder. He held the orange fox Miraculous. He was a extremely valued member since he was also Master Fu's grandson.

"You miss him?"

Amelia asked. Knowing that she should of said everything else.

"Yes, it's a curse being a Agreste because being a Agreste comes with a lot of regrets."

"I invited you."

"And I threw them in the fire. All the invitations."

Chandler regretted a lot of things. Not marring Circe, not going to his best friends' wedding, not going to his best friend when he was on his deathbed, not going to Augustus's funeral and throwing the invitations in the fire.

"He wanted to tell you that he was sorry and that she wants you back."

Gabriel and Circe had know idea who Amelia was talking about but the reaction on Chandler's face was realization. Augustus told Chandler that the third girl wasn't into him anymore. Chandler believed him and broke it off. That was the day he left Paris not wanting to look her in the face.