Prologue
545 Words
Love has a way of finding us in the most unexpected places. Who could have imagined that a quiet, remote corner of nature would be where I met you? A place where I had vowed to keep going, no matter the odds, until the very end. But there, amid the trees and whispers of the wind, something changed. It was as if the world paused, and at that moment, I fell for you. A chance encounter on an adventure—something so unplanned, yet so profound. Sometimes, the heart knows when it's found something worth fighting for. - Adsila Rialle Dela Villa
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The forest was dense with shadows, its towering trees creating a veil of mystery, a place where few dared to wander. But for her, it was an escape—a break from the ordinary, a place to breathe deeply and lose herself in the rhythm of nature. She was a curious soul, a girl who sought adventure and lived for the thrill of the unknown. But she had never imagined that her journey would lead her into something far beyond her expectations.
It was during one of these explorations that she crossed paths with him. A boy, also lost in the woods, searching for something only the wilderness could offer. They exchanged brief glances, a silent acknowledgment, before continuing on their separate paths. The world seemed endless, but fate had other plans.
Hours later, their paths collided in the most unthinkable way—an accident. The sounds of the forest, once calming, became the backdrop for their pain. The crash had been violent, the kind that left its marks deep on both the body and soul. She had been knocked unconscious, her body battered and broken. He, too, had suffered, though the mental toll seemed more cruel than the physical. The anguish they both experienced in the wake of that moment left them scarred—emotionally and physically.
In the aftermath, the girl tried to piece her life back together, but the trauma clung to her like a shadow. She tried to move forward, but the memories of that accident haunted her. The boy, too, carried the weight of the past, the pain still raw, gnawing at him in every waking moment.
And then, as if destiny had a cruel sense of humor, they met again—years later, in a crowded café, their eyes meeting across the room. For a moment, time seemed to slow. The old wounds stirred, the memories of that dark day rushing back. Would they choose to pretend it never happened? Would they walk away, carrying their separate pain, choosing to forget the connection they once shared?
But something in the air was different this time. The weight of their shared history seemed to create a spark, an undeniable pull. Could the past, with all its tragedy, turn into something more? Could they find the strength to face their fears and, perhaps, build something new from the ashes of their former selves?
The choice was theirs to make: to ignore the connection that had once brought them together or to dive into the unknown once more, hoping that this time, their paths would cross for a different reason—to heal, to grow, and perhaps, to love.
- Writer
