Sea of Maybes

Sea of Maybes

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There are stories that begin with a confession. Others begin with a first date, a first kiss, or a promise beneath the stars. This one began with a single glance. She never knew his name. He was only a stranger standing among three people on an ordinary afternoon-one she was never supposed to witness, if not for a sudden change in her work schedule. A fleeting moment. A passing face. A memory that should have faded with time. But somehow, it didn't. What followed was never a love story. It was a collection of coincidences, missed timing, unspoken feelings, and quiet moments that carried far more weight than they ever should have. Because sometimes, the people who leave the deepest marks are the ones who were never truly ours. This is a story for everyone who has ever looked back and wondered- What if we had met at the right time?
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Even if I am a billionaire now, mom and I usually talk but dad is still hard on me. He didn't want me living away from home at the age of twenty five, and wasting away my money to some girl or women who only wanted my fame, fortune but not the real me, as what he always say, the last time he talked to me, which was five years ago. But I liked the attention, the fake loves or smiles, but it changed when I swerved my car down an alley and saw a girl walking, swaying like she's drunk or didn't care what happens to her. I almost hit her and shouted pulling down my car window, but she isn't budging. Oh, my God, is she dead or did I hit her? I looked outside and I think it's okay to get out of the dark street.

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