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Until We Meet Again
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Complete, First published Apr 27, 2025
SYNOPSIS
Carlos fell first - and he fell hard.
From the very first day they set foot on Stanford's campus, his heart had already chosen Aurellia, the architecture student with dreams in her eyes and the world at her feet.
But Aurellia didn't know Carlos yet.
Not then.

Through quiet glances, slow conversations, and unexpected moments, their paths finally crossed. From strangers to friends, from friends to something more - they built a bond that was tender, unspoken, and real.

Before love could fully bloom, life intervened.
Graduation approached. Futures awaited.
And they both knew:
They had to part ways, to chase dreams bigger than themselves.

With heavy hearts, they made a promise - to leave without regret, to remember without holding back, and to meet again... someday.

Until We Meet Again is a story about first love, silent goodbyes, and the kind of connection that no distance, no time, could ever erase.
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