Here it is! The preview to Kismet :)
Kismet – kis·met [noun]
Fate or destiny.
Belief that your life is already planned. The belief that what happens to you in your life is already planned and you cannot control it.
In one lifetime, you'll see thousands of individuals. Hundreds and hundreds of people walking up and down the street, hurrying to where they need to go, walking slow and enjoying their time, just wandering. Thousands of faces, different every day, every moment as the crowds move along. What are the odds that one day they'd meet again? Just another pair of faces, another pair of bodies moving through the crowded streets of Domino City … When Reiko brushed past the ash-blond man, their shoulders touching for a fraction of a second, she looked out of the corner of her eye and muttered a rushed apology.
She took another step before something happened. There was a shift in the atmosphere. Something changed; the air seemed charged with electricity.
She spun on her heel, ignoring the complaints of the people moving around her. It was lunch time and everyone was pushing their way through the crowd to find a fast meal before heading back to the office.
He was looking over his shoulder. His chocolate brown eyes met hers and it was as though the universe pulsed. He turned around. Those eyes – he'd know them anywhere. The world disappeared; the noise of the city stopped and all he could hear was his heart beat in his ears.
All those moments they had been apart felt like eons; centuries had passed since they had been this close to one another. Just a few steps and they'd be touching. Panic had rooted Reiko to the spot. She'd envisioned this moment for years. Thirteen years. Four thousand, seven hundred, forty-eight days. Ryou ran a hand through his hair; there was no doubting that she had recognized him despite its short cut and new color. He was closing the gap between them – if someone were watching from the crowd, they'd say that he sprinted the eight feet between them, but to Ryou, it felt like he was moving through water.
Reiko's eyes were glazed over, but she had never seen him more clearly. She was trembling; her heart was hammering in her chest. And just like that, they were standing toe to toe in a crowd of people they'd never see again, finally seeing the only person that mattered. It was fucking kismet.
I was deliberating on what scene to share, and since CraftyLion was so unhappy with me for ending everything on such a brief, sad note and because I'm not sure she believes me when I say good things are coming, I decided that this was definitely it. I hope that you enjoy the preview and that you "stay tuned" for the conclusion of this little trilogy I've created ^_^