Our Last Fall
But thanks to my mentor and seniors teaching me patiently, I was able to find my footing and stand on my own.
From then on, my days were busy and rich.
Every so often, I would get letters and gifts from Samson, including a watch identical to the one that Celia broke.
I sent everything back, unopened.
A decade later, during an emergency operation, I happened to spot him across a crowded room.
By then, we were both standing on the spot where we belonged, living our own dreams.
Our paths were different, but we were each moving toward a brighter future.
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