Two years had passed since we last spoke. Back then, neither of us knew who the other really was. I only knew her voice. That voice stayed with me. Somehow, fate let us meet again, under different circumstances, different versions of ourselves. I was older, calmer,…

There comes a point in life when you stop running forward and, for a heartbeat, turn around. You wonder how you’ve been living, if the path you chose was truly yours, or just one that felt safe enough to walk barefoot. You look at the person beside you ,almost right.…