I nod. "Nova…" I trail off, feeling weird saying that name again after not saying it for a long time. And I didn't expect the next time I'd say it would be to my wife. "We went to the same university and had one class together during my last year. That's how we met. She was popular with everyone—even the professors—turning heads everywhere she went and fawned over by every guy on the campus. Dark skin, green eyes, tall, great smile, very friendly, and a dean's lister."
Riri shifts in her seat but she doesn't take her eyes off me while I recall from memory my relationship with Nova. I'm guessing she's a bit uncomfortable listening to my description of my ex, but that's what Nova was known for. "We dated for almost two years. She was the only one who lasted that long." The microwave dings, indicating the food is ready, but neither of us makes a move.