15.

The following days, we ended up meeting each regularly, because we somehow seemed to run into each other, when I needed you the most.

Was it fate?

I never really believed in the concept of fate and miracles, because if it were true, I would utterly hate whoever was in charge of it, for making my life, and my fate so pathetically miserable.

But, after meeting you, my views were shifting.

Perhaps there was something called fate. Perhaps, fate was finally taking pity on me, and everything I had to endure, and was trying to compensate for it by sending a blessing, in the form of you.

And, surprisingly, I was ready to forgive everyone for everything they'd put me through, if it meant that I could have you by my side. All that mattered to me was your existence by my side.

I never prayed or wished for anything, because I didn't believe that anyone would ever fulfil my prayers and wishes. But, I prayed for you. I wished for you.

I prayed that you would never leave me.

I wished that you would stay with me forever.

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