The Lot That Was Already Drawn

Two people with no reason to meet cross paths at a moment that feels arranged. Sparks come first. Then a feeling that every coincidence has been signed in advance, as if a fortune slip had chosen them before they spoke. The story unfolds in a court where affection and strategy share a desk. / When the reason for the meeting finally surfaces, it may not be kind. A match that looks destined can also be a move in someone else's plan. They still have time to ask whether the feeling survives the truth, and the court will not give them much of it.