CHAPTER 2

 Two Years Ago

The digital conversation between Jules and Emerson unfolded ,the keystrokes translating into a series of exchanged greetings and revelations.Jules ,with casual "hi" initiated the dialogue,to which Emerson responded with a polite " hello" . Their electronic banter continued ,with Jules inquiring about Emerson's well- being, prompting the simple yet customary response, "I'm fine ". Seizing the digital reins, Jules sought to delve deeper into the unfolding narrative." What's going on? " She asked, prompting Emerson to reveal a significant development in her life." Well,I just got admitted to the University",she confessed . Jules,her curiosity piqued,pressed further," Which university?" Emerson's reply, shrouded with anticipation, revealed," In your country" .Jules ,in genuine awe, exclaimed, Really! That's amazing

Two years prior , amidst the digital exchange, Emerson divulged another layer of their future connection " We're going to be in the same city as well," she revealed.Jules , equally enthusiastic,responded with an appreciation "Wow! That's great. I know you are finding ways to meet me" . The tone , though playful, hinted at an underlying connection between the two. Emerson, embracing the lighthearted banter affirmed,"Yup! Because you are so attractive,bitch." Jules, undeterred, sought logistical details," Well,give me the details,and when is your flight? " Emerson, caught in the whirlwind of preparations, explained," A couple of week left until my flight. I'll give you the details soon I'm in a bit of a hurry." Jules, accommodating, agreed," Ok! Catch you there" Emerson bid his departure with a casual" Sure, bye"

A week later,the anticipated moment loomed closer. Emerson, in route to their meeting, found herself navigating the currents of time . In the digital realm, Jules, eager and punctual, queried, "Why so late? I'm on time." Emerson, with a cryptic assurance, replied, "Just wait a bit." As Emerson arrived, a sensory collage of emotions enveloped her. She had glimpsed her pictures, a mere digital representation that failed to encapsulate the essence of her being. Amid the bustling crowd, she discovered a girl with brown hair and captivating blue eyes, holding a board bearing an unexpected inscription - 'ugliest girl (Emerson).' The shock reverberated through her; a testament to the unpredictable nature of their connection. Despite the peculiar introduction, she navigated towards her, and as they met, an embrace ensued, solidifying the tangible connection that transcended the digital confines.

In that moment, as they embarked on a journey to her apartment, a night of shared stories and unspoken connections unfolded. Emerson, despite the unconventional beginning, found himself captivated by the undeniable allure of the loveliest person she had ever met. The night held promises, and after their shared time, she would reluctantly retreat to the solitude of a hotel