Fragments of Us; What Could Have Been

A woman's first love is always meaningful, even if things don’t turn out the way we dream. Fate has a way of leaving us with memories that last a lifetime—some sweet, some bittersweet.



For a hopeless romantic like Kayla, the thrill of blossoming love opened her heart to a world both cruel and beautiful. In the warmth of affection, she found joy; in the sting of reality, she found growth. Love, she realized, isn’t just about happy endings—it’s about the lessons, the longing, and the moments that shape who we become.



This story is dedicated to my dear hopeless romantic friend, Yala