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One day.
She had 1 day with him.
24 hours. 1,440 minutes. 86,400 seconds.
And then he was gone.
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Old memories. Stolen moments. Lost time.
It's all she has.
For now, all she can do is think, and hope, and wait.
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Natalia met Oliver when it was raining. She didn't have an umbrella.
"Here, miss, you can take mine," someone offered from behind her.
"Oh, no, it's quite alright," she whispered, not bothering to turn and face him.
He was perplexed.
"At least share it with me?"
She rolled her eyes slightly.
"Oh, alright."
He brought the umbrella over her head, moving closer as he did so.
'How cliché," Nat mused.
'What a peculiar girl,' Oliver thought to himself.
They walked together for a while, stopping at the same apartment where they both lived.
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They were strangers who met on a cold and rainy night. That they knew.
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What they didn't know was how little time they actually had before everything ended all too soon.
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If the same day is a new day, can Nat alter Oliver's fate?