The Lucky One

Prologue

Prologue

I knew after everything happened, I still love her. But it seems as though the magical feeling I had for her was swept away since I learned that there are far more concerning things in the world that needed my attention rather than chasing someone who would never come back. . . . Someone who’s blaming you for a fault you never did.

After countless nights of dilemma, and after burning sheets of long handwritten notes just to clear things that remind me of her, I found a video that gave complicated things a brand-new perceptive of what had really happened; it was as though I was looking at a vivid panoramic view of the whole event. . . .

It was Cupid’s curse.

And it took me longer time to let everything sink in, and for me to finally accept it. It had always been a mystery how it happened that my past shouts louder echoes as I fight this battle that could determine my future. Again, it took me longer time to realize that it was on those echoes I’m drawing energy and courage on my gravest point. It was miraculous how it could trigger my inner senses and give me reasons to fight this battle.

Now, it’s hopeless.