Are we really strangers?!
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It all began as a spark - light, exciting, harmless.
When Nerin first met Flinn Alberto in college, she thought it was just attraction. He was effortlessly charming, quick with words, and had the kind of presence that made people lean in without realizing it.
But over time, things changed.
The casual talks turned into comfort.
His words stayed in her mind longer than they should have.
And the way he looked at her - even if just for a second - started to feel like something more.
Before she could stop herself, Nerin had fallen.
What began as a crush had quietly grown into love.
But love, when unspoken, can break more than silence.
Soon, she realized he wasn't hers - not really.
The same charm, the same warmth - he gave it to everyone.
And just like that, what could've been everything... became nothing.
They drifted.
No confessions.
No closure.
Only distance.
Years passed.
Nerin moved on - or at least tried to.
Until one night, out of nowhere, her phone lit up.
"Hey Nerin... how have you been?" - Flinn.
Suddenly, the calm she had built for years cracked open.
Memories rushed in. So did confusion.
And this time, the question in her heart wasn't just "Do I love him?"
But something even scarier-
"Does he love me... or am I just loving him again?"
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