When you let fear stop you, regrets will flow in. You will become bombarded with questions that are left unanswered. "What if I was brave?", "What if I said everything that I felt during that moment?", but all these questions and what ifs won't turn back time. Take the risk, or lose the chance! I definitely lost the chance. I let fear get the best of me, and I lost everything. I lost him. But... what happens if life gives me a second chance? In another country, with new opportunities, was everything just a coincidence? Did everything happen just by "chance?" Or was this destiny doing her dirty work?