Chances are a part of life. A chance to love. A chance to hurt. A chance to forgive. A chance to forget. A chance to move on. A chance to meet again.
But sometimes, a chance is just a chance to say goodbye.
Two people. Same flight. Same city. Same airport. Same luggage. Same time. Strangers departing from the same city heading to the same destination connected by a thread neither one was even aware of. Just how small is their world? What are the odds?