Writer's note: Thank you so much to those who have been supporting this FF. For new reader, as you can see English is not my 1st language nor do I write perfectly. Most of my work is unedited. Hope you enjoy this new chapter. When I'm feeling inspired you know you get a bunch of updates at one time. I wanted to try having images to facilitate your imagination. let me know what you think about it. I love all your comment. Thank you.
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She had been in love many times. She had bad break-up too many times too. Love is a universal language that span beyond a man and a woman. She has been lucky to be surrounded by love and sincerity. She has a loving and supportive family. She has wonderful friends. She has amazing fans. They all love her for who she is. These love made who she is today.
As she saw his back, as he leans by the riverside railing, both hands on the railings, confusion leaves her cloudy mind. One might not realize who is this man. But she knew him by heart. Her legs walk her to him willingly. As if they have a mind on their own. As she got closer, he suddenly turns. Her face feels hot. Her palms felt sweaty. Thankful for the mask and bucket hat, her face must have looked flushed.
'Hey'. He waves both hands.
"Hi". She bowed a couple of times and waved back.
She walks to him. They both turn to lean their front to the railing, looking at the peaceful scenic river view.
He looked at her, trying to find her eyes. At the same time, she looked up just to find his. She knew he smiles under those masks because his eyes wrinkled and his body radiate warmth. Even with the mask on, she can easily recognize his scent. she did not realize she misses his scent. She knows that it is not perfume. He rarely wears them. It surprises her that she knows that much.
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He can sense that she is near. She smells clean with the hint of rose. He knows that it does not come from perfume. He was sure of that. Because there is one time when he secretly orders his staff to find the exact perfume. The one that smells like her.
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