Thirty-five

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“Find what makes you wake up in the morning and stay consistent with it.” … ~ Elizabeth ~ “Penny for your thoughts?” I paused, quickly wiping away the tears before turning at the sound of a voice—familiar, yet somehow different. “Patrick?” To say I was shocked would be an understatement. But it wasn’t just his presence that surprised me—it was his outfit, the way it suited him so effortlessly. A simple white polo shirt and shorts. Casual, yet clean. Youthful, yet strangely mature. He looked… different. “Hey,” he said casually, like we were old friends catching up. He took a seat beside me, and I turned my gaze back to the sea, letting my fingers sink into the sandy soil. “The smell of soil mixed with water… the sound of moving waves… and the feel of wet sand in my hands—it’s just s

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