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Four years. Four long, eventful, and incredibly ordinary years since I traded the chilly embrace of Cedar Creek for the fog-kissed hills of San Francisco. Nursing degree in hand—a calling I found through healing sessions with Grandma Chen and Nala—I now spent my days in the soothing white and blue of Saint Agnes Hospital. Life as a 22-year-old virgin was... well, let's just say my romantic life was as bustling as a library on a Friday night.
Dating was like trying on shoes that never fit right. Each attempt reminded me of the pair I left behind, perfectly molded to my soul—Kai. Despite time and distance, he haunted my thoughts, an unshakable phantom.
My new routine was a blend of early shifts and late study nights for my medical exams. Social life? A series of text messages, vide
