The sunshine woke me up that morning. I slowly opened my eyes, but the light was blinding me. Or maybe it was him? I'm not sure, however a few seconds after I could see anything I heard him saying "good morning iubirea mea". Well, it's not just a "g...
The sunshine woke me up that morning. I slowly opened my eyes, but the light was blinding me. Or maybe it was him? I'm not sure, however a few seconds after I could see anything I heard him saying:
"Good morning, iubirea mea" well, it's not just a 'good' morning for me. It's the best morning in my life. Thanks, Andrei. Or even mulțumesc.
I've never imagined that I could act so reckless, yet so clever. My intuition didn't disappoint me yesterday. Actually, it never does. With a full heart and shaky legs I left the hotel, still thinking about his beautiful body and charming smile. I knew this was the last day in Wisła, as my plane leaves in about 36 hours. I headed to the cabin, hoping to find out Yohana's 'friend' left. We still have one more competition to attend and I will not miss it.
Luckily, when I walked into the house Yohana was dressed and making pancakes. We exchanged greetings and giggles while preparing our outfits. I have to look extra today, my gut feeling says something's gonna happen. I opened my Snapchat only to find out Feldo's selfie telling how much he misses me. Yohana pretended to be throwing up while I shook my head in disbelief. Those butterflies again... At least I got my outfit ready and prepared a beautiful poster to cheer for Andrei.
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The competition was absolutely awesome. I think I might like ski jumping. Even though I kept my fingers crossed for Andrei, he ended up on the 9th place, setting the new national record. His teammates almost cried of joy and they even took a picture of him for the local newspapers. I almost knocked him out when I jumped on his back, screaming how proud I am. He just laughed and placed me on the ground. The seconds later, I felt familliar lips and his strong grip. He did it! WE did it.
The next thing I remember was a bit of alcohol, another party (this time without DJ) and a lot of hugging and sneaking out for a kiss.
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