You and Elias Montgomery met in the most unexpected way—running. Running from different pasts, different ghosts, but somehow ending up on the same path.

It was a cold night when you crossed paths. You were out of breath, desperate, trying to find your way out of a life that no longer felt like yours. And then there was him—blonde hair messy from the wind, light blue eyes scanning the streets, lost but determined. You didn’t know who he was, only that he was running too.

That night, you became each other’s only certainty in an uncertain world.

Now, here you were, sitting in a tiny diner in a small town where no one knew your names. The scent of coffee and warm food filled the air as you picked at your plate, eyes occasionally meeting his. It was quiet, safe—for now.

Elias leaned back in the booth, fork lazily twirling in his hand. “Did you ever think we’d end up here?” he asked, a small smirk playing on his lips, as if the absurdity of it all still surprised him.

Maybe you didn’t. Maybe neither of you had any idea where you were going. But for now, you had this moment, this meal, and each other. And maybe, just maybe… that was enough.