Suddenly, I realized that for the past two years I had been retracing the places he had visited, as if guided by some unseen force, even down to the exact timing.
Looking back, I seemed to sense that a mysterious hand had been pushing me here all along.
The past, the present: what I’ve been through, and what I’m going through now...
All along, I thought I could hold the future firmly in my grasp, but in an instant it blurred before my eyes.
Will I keep retracing his steps in the future? If so, then I already know where I’ll end up. But what if I don’t?
Could such an incredible repetition really be a series of coincidences, or is there truly a hand with mysterious powers guiding me?
