He was never mine

He was gone, gone for long. It's been two years, since he vanished. I didn't hate him. I could never really hated him. All I felt was that he was gone, gone without giving a reason, no goodbye, no final kiss or a hug, or at least a last bitter truth of 'I never wanted to see you in my life,' before the fallout. We cannot hate someone who's no longer in our lives, it's silly, and really futile.

Adam Garret Miller, was a whole different case.

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Berry Shor, a regular 22 year old girl with a steady job as an assistant editor at a publishing house. What wasn't normal in the life was her cold and unapproachable nature towards people, who remotely even tried to get closer to her. Other than that, she had quintessential life with three of her best friends in the New York City, until she hunted for a roommate to her 2bhk apartment.

Everything turned upside down when the person who showed up to be her roommate, was a certain someone who she never expected to see again in her life. Was it just a coincidence or a pre-planned coincidence? They decided to be each other's roommate along with the condition to keep their relationship as platonic as possible

Over the course of time they bonded, they set each other for random dates and pushed each other to be more open towards life, but the inkling of him being closer to her each passing day didn't terrify Berry, as it used to be in the past with her every relationship.

Berry was contented, and this time she felt secure and open under someone's presence, until one day her roommate mysteriously disappeared; after the night, which she could barely remember.

Where was he? Nobody knew. Not even his closest friends. No trace of his existence. The things got more complicated when her roommate's brother had something to reveal about his brother.