The Space Between Goodbye and Hello

The Space Between Goodbyes and Hello Mia had been married to Leo for eight years.

They’d met in college, when she’d spilled coffee on his philosophy textbook and spent the next hour apologizing

while he laughed, saying, “Now I have an excuse to ask you to study with me.” Back then,

their days were a mess of shared ramen, late-night talks about the meaning

of life, and stolen kisses in library carrels. But by their eighth anniversary,

the magic had faded into a quiet routine. Leo worked long hours as an architect, coming home with

blueprints tucked under his arm and exhaustion in his eyes. Mia,

a graphic designer who’d scaled back to part-time to care for their daughter Lila,