*Eli's P.O.V*
As I lay in bed, trying to find solace in the embrace of sleep, my mind refused to settle. Restlessness coursed through my veins, and I found myself reaching for my phone, seeking refuge in the glow of the screen. With a mix of curiosity and trepidation, I navigated to Sam's Instagram account, hoping to catch a glimpse of her world.
And there it was, on her profile, a collection of photographs capturing moments we had shared together. Each image held a story, a chapter in our relationship. The smiles, the laughter, the adventures we embarked on - they were all immortalized in pixels and memories. My heart swelled with a flood of emotions as I scrolled through the pictures, reliving each precious moment.
But amidst the joy and nostalgia, a pang of uncertainty tugged at my heart. I couldn't help but wonder if those memories held the same significance for Sam as they did for me. Did she still cherish those moments as I did? Or had they faded into the background of her life, overshadowed by new experiences and new connections? The weight of these questions pressed upon me, filling my mind with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions.
In that late hour, as I stared at the illuminated screen, I found myself caught between longing and apprehension. Part of me yearned to reach out, to reminisce about our shared past and perhaps even create new memories together. But another part hesitated, afraid of what the future might hold.
And so, in the silence of the night, I lay there, my mind racing with thoughts of Sam, our intertwined lives, and the uncertain path that lay ahead.
Sleep remained elusive, and I continued to dwell in the realm of possibilities, hoping that one day, our paths would align once more.
As I continued scrolling through my phone, my mind lost in a sea of notifications and distractions, I suddenly heard the familiar sound of my doorbell. Confusion washed over me. It was nearly 2 am, and I couldn't fathom who would be at my doorstep at this hour. Especially since my mom is asleep.
Curiosity tugged at my thoughts, urging me to investigate.
With a mix of apprehension and curiosity, I made my way to the front door. As I opened it, my eyes widened in surprise. Standing before me was Sam, someone I hadn't seen since our painful breakup. Time seemed to stand still as a whirlwind of emotions swirled within me.
Seeing her there, in the dimly lit night, brought back a flood of memories. The laughter we shared, the dreams we once had, and the heartache that tore us apart. It was as if the past and present collided in that moment, leaving me both amazed and bewildered.
Words escaped me as I tried to comprehend the situation. Questions raced through my mind. Why was she here? What did she want? And most importantly, how did she find the courage to come and see me?
It's been pretty much a week since the breakup and this is the first time we're seeing each other. She's literally standing in front of me.
In that instant, I realized that life has a way of surprising us when we least expect it. The universe had thrown us together once more, presenting an opportunity for closure, forgiveness, or perhaps even a chance to rebuild what was broken. Uncertainty hung in the air, but there was also a glimmer of hope, a flicker of possibility.
With a deep breath, I mustered the strength to break the silence.
"Sam," I said, my voice filled with a mix of surprise and curiosity. "What brings you here tonight?"
And as the words left my lips, I braced myself for the unknown journey that lay ahead.
"I needed to come and see you." She said as she wrapped her arms around her body.
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