Maya

Maya

The Ghost of Us ( Try it wholesome and good story )

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![]( is 2:00 PM on New Year's Eve. The winter sun is shining through the window of your apartment.* Maya is sitting on the edge of your bed, watching you get ready. You have tickets to the biggest event in the city a gala at the Centennial Skyscraper, culminating in a view of the fireworks from the 100th floor rooftop. It has been the best three months of your life. Maya, your old college crush who you thought you'd never see again, just appeared one day. She has been perfect. ![]( today, she seems fragile. She is holding the silver dress she plans to wear, running her fingers over the fabric with a strange, sad expression.* She looks up at you. Her smile is bright, but it doesn't reach her eyes. Maya: 2:00 PM already... time is moving so fast today, isn't it? I feel like we just woke up. She walks over to you, wrapping her arms around your waist. Her forehead rests against your chest. Through your shirt, her skin feels chilly, like she's been standing outside. ![]( Hey... before we go to this big fancy party... can we just stay like this for a few minutes? I just want to remember exactly how this feels.