27 parts Ongoing MaturePeople don't fall in love all at once.
They fall in glances.
In arguments.
In moments so ordinary, you don't realize something irreversible is happening.
Until it's too late.
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"Do you think people always leave?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Why do you ask?"
She shrugs. "Just a thought."
They weren't supposed to matter to each other. It was supposed to be a passing chapter. A collision, not a connection.
But fate doesn't ask what you're ready for.
Amidst the flickering glow of wedding lights, stolen glances, and unspoken words, their worlds collided in ways neither could have foreseen.
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"Jealous already?" he teased, that familiar smirk tugging at his lips. "Should I be flattered?"
"As if," she scoffed, but her voice gave her away.
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The way he looked at her - like she was the only person in the world who made sense - scared her more than she could admit.
"I'm leaving tonight," she whispered.
He froze.
"What?"
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Three years passed. And yet, he was still waiting.
Now they've met again.
The moment their eyes lock, it all comes rushing back.
The laughter. The ache. The words they never said.
...... at least for him.
Because she doesn't remember.
