Megan has been in love with Daniela for years, and she's never been good at hiding it. Everyone knows it-including Daniela herself. But instead of forcing the feelings or rushing for answers, Megan lets them linger quietly in the open. For her, love isn't a race. It's a current, something to drift along with, something to trust. Daniela, radiant and seemingly unreachable, carries Megan's feelings with a grace that both comforts and confuses her. Their story isn't about grand confessions or instant endings-it's about patience, longing, and the quiet belief that if two people are meant to find each other, they will. It's a story of pining, of waiting, and of love that doesn't demand-but endures.