Destined Encounters
The postal worker held his hands in relief and said, "Great, someone entrusted me to deliver these letters to you and specifically instructed that I must deliver them to you in person."
I took the letters, and there were dozens of them.
I walked by the seaside, opening each one, and they were all from Zac.
The latest one had only a few lines written by him.
"Are you doing well over there? Today marks the two hundred and third day since you left, and I miss you very much.
"The new year is about to arrive, Anna, I wish you happiness."
I was in the south, and Zac was in the north. In the past six months, I had heard that Zac was busy with the company's listing and had little free time.
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