*Lucas*

I was walking on the path toward the beach when I saw Lauren walking in my direction on another path. Damn, I thought. I really wasn’t ready to talk to her yet, but sometimes–actually a lot more than sometimes–fate didn’t cooperate with your wishes.

Like fate itself owned a deep hatred toward one’s wishes and never wished to see someone actually happy. I could see that she had seen me and was now heading toward the path that would meet mine. After a brief ...