Prologue: Red String Theory

Hey. Tell me. Do you believe in the red string theory?

They say there's a red string tied to your finger, connecting you to the person you're meant to meet. It sounds nice but also very delusional. 

Life isn't that kind or romantic to anyone. People meet and after sometimes later they leave. Sadly, that's how it works.

So when I met you, I didn't think anything of it.

Somehow, you kept showing up in my life. Again and again. Even where you weren't supposed to be. Even when we stopped talking, even when we pretended we were just strangers. You were like an unavoidable curse.

Something was pulling us back.

We weren't some perfect couple. We messed up a lot. We hurt each other, said things we couldn't take back, and walked away more times than I can count.

Still, here we are.

So maybe the red string exists. Or maybe it's just two people who keep choosing each other, no matter how stupid it feels.

Either way, this is our story.

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