Leah lights up rooms without meaning to-chaotic, kind, and always a little too much in the best way. Elise is her opposite: guarded, steady, spoken for. Their worlds weren''''t meant to overlap-just a message, a thank you, and then... something that lingers. What follows is a slow, quiet unraveling. A story told in glances, near-misses, and silences that say too much. Not a love story, not really. But maybe the beginning of one.