Maybe Next Time
The moment our eyes locked across that chaotic wedding reception, I knew he was dangerous. A storm in a tailored suit with eyes bluer than the Kansas sky and a stare that saw straight through me. He followed me outside, asked for a cigarette, and in that single spark of flame, something ignited between us that neither of us could extinguish - no matter how many times fate tried to pull us apart. This is our story of missed chances, meddling friends, and the kind of passion worth fighting for... even when the universe seems determined to keep us apart.