At the Airport Gate ✈️
At the airport gate, Riya hugged her colleague-turned-friend one last time.
Their project was done, their paths diverging.
The announcements crackled, calling her boarding group.
She waved, smiled, but her eyes lingered on the shared months of deadlines, laughter, and late-night coffee.
Some bonds aren’t lifelong — but they leave a quiet imprint that doesn’t fade.
✨ Sometimes the shortest chapters leave the deepest marks.
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