How would you describe your story in your (past) love story?

It was a late weekend night.

The cold weather in Tagaytay was perfect for people to have a good time. They were just laughing around, telling their stories to their friends, enjoying their friends' company. Numerous light and hard alcoholic drinks, and non-alcoholic beverages on their table.

It was my turn to answer the question.

"How would you describe your story in your (past) love story?"

I looked at a distance, wore a sad smile, and answered,

"Has always been an option, but was never chosen"