Love Beyond Borders Scars Beyond Time

d it was the most natural thing in the world. We're best friends, after all. We've been insepara

to two options: the University of Southern California and Auburn University. I'm drawn to USC's renowned fashion program, while Vil

glances as we open our letters, our hearts racing with anticipation. I took a deep breath, tore open the envelope, and scanned the contents. My eyes w

g his fist in the air. But his smile falters as he opens his own letter. His eyes scan the page, and his expre

ick and thin, and the thought of being in different colleges is almost too much to bear. We're suppose

aced with determination. "We'll stay in touch, no matter what." I nod, trying to muster some enthusiasm, but it's hard to

ed to confront the uncertainty of our future. Will we stay close despite the distance? Only time will tell. But for now, we're left to

njoying the crisp spring air and the vibrant colors of the blooming flowers. The sun shines brightly overh

suing my passion for fashion at USC. We discuss the courses we'll take, the people we'll meet, and the experien

ach other whenever possible. But we both know that it won't be the same. We'll be liv

n Bridge. We stand at the midpoint, looking out at the Manhattan skyline and the East River. T

d the maybes, about the possibilities and the uncertainties of our future. We're thinking

. We're thinking about the people we'll meet, the experiences we'll have and the lessons we

derstanding. We know that our friendship will be tested, but we're determined to make it work. We're deter