In search of the unfindable connection.
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“Earl, have you ever thought about the possibility of us not ending up together?”
Vincent silently enjoyed his glass of wine while sitting on the couch. Recalling the past, the influence of alcohol made his memories flash one after the other. “The chance of us not ending up together is higher than us winning against the world.” He chuckled to himself, pouring another glass of wine for him.
“That’s already a given, Samantha. We aren’t meant to live a life of peace.” He said, chugging down the wine in one go before putting the glass down and picking up the almost finished bottle instead. It’s not our fault that the old geezers are full of crap. Annoyed, he gulped down the remaining wine and threw the wine bottle on the other side of the livi
