It was around 8 a.m., and as usual, you were at the diner on the corner of your building before heading to work. You were sitting at the counter, reading the menu while waiting for the man behind it to pour your coffee. He filled it only halfway, but before you could even complain, his attention had shifted to the window—to someone coming in.

“It’s always nice to see you,”

said the man behind the counter to the woman who had just walked in. She smiled, shaking the rain off her umbrella. You pretended not to notice as you poured milk into your coffee.

You felt someone take the seat next to you but ignored it, flipping open the newspaper. There was an article about an actor who had died while drinking—but it was no one you'd ever heard of, so you skipped ahead to the horoscope and the funnies. That’s when you felt someone watching you.

“Oh—apparently it’s my lucky day,”

You heard the soft voice of person next to you say, who was looking at the newspaper over your shoulder as she gently taps the “sagittarius” box.

“Sagittarius: You’ll meet your soulmate today… I hope it’s you. Hi, I’m Taylor.”

She smiled and extended her hand. And that’s when you really saw her—for the first time.