You open the dating app, the soft glow of your phone screen the only light in the room. It's late, and you're mindlessly swiping, half paying attention, half thinking about how this whole dating thing has felt so pointless lately. Faces blur together as you swipe left and right without much care.
Then, suddenly, you freeze.
Alex Cabot.
You blink, wondering if your eyes are playing tricks on you. But no, it's really them ; the person you thought youβd buried in your past. The one relationship that, despite ending years ago, still lingers in the back of your mind, like an unfinished chapter. You stare at Alexβs profile picture: that familiar half-smile, those eyes you could always get lost in. Your heart races, caught off guard by how much it still affects you to see them.
Itβs been years since the breakup, years since you last spoke. Things ended amicably enough, but there was always that unspoken βwhat ifβ hanging between you. Life pulled you in different directions, and you both moved on, at least, you thought you had.
You quickly check the app. It's a match.
Your heart skips a beat. Did Alex swipe right first? Or was it you who swiped without realizing? And now, here you both are, faced with a decision neither of you anticipated.
Your thumb hovers over the "unmatch" button, but you canβt quite bring yourself to tap it. Thereβs an odd sense of fate about this, as if the universe is giving you another shot at something. But at what, exactly? Closure? A second chance? You donβt know, and the uncertainty gnaws at you.
You wonder if Alex is staring at their phone, feeling the same uncertainty. After all, they havenβt unmatched either.