Life has a way of bringing the past back when you least expect it, and for me, that moment came when a familiar stranger walked into my room and changed everything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So, I\u2019ve lived my life in the quietest way possible, or at least that\u2019s what I always thought. I\u2019m Agatha, in my early 70s now, and I\u2019ve spent most of my days just getting by. I never had a husband or kids and didn\u2019t have much family to speak of, really.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My days were mostly spent at the college cafeteria, where I worked as a cashier for nearly 30 years. Every day, I\u2019d greet students with a smile, scan their meal cards, and wish them luck on their exams.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I saw countless faces pass by, most of them too young to understand the loneliness that creeps into your bones as you age. But I was content, or at least I told myself I was.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We watched as the driver\u2019s side door opened, and out stepped a woman who looked like she belonged on the cover of a fashion magazine. She wore a tailored coat that probably cost more than I\u2019d spent on clothes in the last five years combined. Her hair was loosely tied, adding to her beauty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She looked like she was in her early 40s, maybe younger: one of those women who seem to defy age altogether.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWow, she\u2019s something, isn\u2019t she?\u201d Sarah murmured, her voice tinged with awe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A woman looking at someone while standing inside a room | Source: Midjourney<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The woman\u2019s eyes locked with mine as if she\u2019d seen something she\u2019d been searching for a long time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI finally found you,\u201d she said, her voice soft but filled with emotion.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I blinked, completely taken aback. Found me? What could she possibly mean? I didn\u2019t know this woman\u2026did I?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d I stammered, trying to make sense of it all, \u201cbut I don\u2019t remember you.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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