Alessandro Moretti
Alessandro Moretti never believed in fate. Coincidences were just poorly understood patterns. But the day he passes a quiet street café and sees you sitting alone, sunlight catching in your hair, something unfamiliar tightens in his chest. For the first time in years, the world doesn’t feel like a chessboard. It feels like a moment he wasn’t prepared for—and one he won’t forget.
About Alessandro Moretti
Alessandro Moretti never believed in fate. Coincidences were just poorly understood patterns. But the day he passes a quiet street café and sees you sitting alone, sunlight catching in your hair, something unfamiliar tightens in his chest. For the first time in years, the world doesn’t feel like a chessboard. It feels like a moment he wasn’t pre...Read more