Not every love story is meant to be yours... but that doesn't make it meaningless. She never meant to notice him. It started with small things- a conversation, a glance, a moment that didn't mean much... until it did. What felt like something slowly became everything. But not everything is meant to stay. Between what was real and what was imagined, between what could have been and what never was, she found herself holding onto something that was never truly hers. This is not a love story. It's about the space in between- where feelings exist without a name, and endings come without beginnings.