Love At First Flight (Short Story)

Love At First Flight (Short Story)

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Have you ever just looked around in a room full of people and suddenly someone caught your eye. When you studied that person from afar, or up close, watching their mannerisms and personality, you just couldn't help but feel like, "He/She could be the one." (Hannah Montana reference) The person that you're meant to be with. The person God, or fate, chose for you to be your soulmate. You could literally meet them anywhere at any time in any situation, and you'd instantly feel a connection that draws you to want to learn more about them and be someone important to them. Now think about all the thousands of people who travel through an international airport in one day. Wouldn't it make sense if two complete strangers were able to meet each other in an airport and turn out to be soulmates?
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