Angel sat by the window, watching the rain fall gently on the glass. Each drop created a small, momentary world of its own, reflecting the grey sky above. She loved the rain for its calmness, but today it seemed to mirror her melancholy mood. Angel had been pondering a question that seemed too big for her to answer alone: "What makes life worth living?"
Her phone buzzed, pulling her out of her thoughts. It was Max, her best friend, calling. She answered, trying to sound cheerful.
"Hey, Angel! Wanna hang out?" Max's voice was always full of energy, like a burst of sunshine on a cloudy day.
"Sure," Angel replied, grateful for the distraction. "I could use some fresh air."
They met at their favorite café, a quaint little place with warm lights and the rich smell of freshly brewed coffee. As they sat down with their drinks, Max noticed the thoughtful look on Angel's face.
"What's on your mind?" he asked, his eyes full of concern.
Angel sighed. "I've been thinking about life. What makes it worth living? I feel like I'm just going through the motions."
Max smiled softly. "That's a big question. But we don't have to find the answer alone. Am here and I will always be here to help you find the right answer you need."
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What Makes Life Worth Living?: A reason to breathe.
MaceraHave you ever wondered what truly makes life worth living? Angel is feeling lost and stuck in a routine, battling the question that haunts her: "What makes life worth living?" When her best friend Max joins her on a quest for answers, their journey...
