THE LADY BY THE SEASIDE

[Continuation of Part one]

         𝘈s my eyes fluttered open, I was greeted by the morning sunlight filtering through my window and the chirping of birds outside. As I sat up in bed and took a look outside, I spotted the lady from the seaside yesterday chatting with vendors, buying their wares. Finally seeing her face more clearly, I was struck by how cute she was, her smile like the sun setting over the horizon. As I watched, I couldn't help but wonder what kind of story she had to tell.

    I sat and watched her closely as she haggled over prices with the vendors, wanting to get the best deals possible. She glanced in my direction from time to time and my heart pounded in my chest, my cheeks flushing as our eyes met. As she hurried away with her purchases, I caught a glimpse of her face again and felt my heart skip a beat, my breath catching in my throat. I couldn't stop myself from wondering about the mysterious lady and what her story was. "Damn it! Why am I even interested on what her story is!?"

    I stretched my aching body and climbed out of bed, I sighed heavily, realizing that I had to start getting ready for another day. I made a swift trip to the bathroom and cleaned myself up, feeling more refreshed and ready to face the day. I then headed downstairs for breakfast, eager to enjoy my mother's cooking again and spend some time with her before the day began. As I entered the kitchen and saw my mother cooking away, I felt the warmth of her love envelop me once again. It felt like home to be with my mother in the morning, and I couldn't wait to dive into a delicious breakfast together with her. As I helped set the table and make tea, I glanced out the window and saw the mystery lady from yesterday walking by, her hair blowing in the gentle wind. My heart skipped a beat, thinking of what the day might have in store for me.

    As my mother and I ate together, I could not help but keep glancing outside the window, eager to glimpse the mystery lady. My eyes searched relentlessly for even the slightest hint of her presence, my ears straining to listen for the slightest sound of her footsteps on the pavement. As I ate, my mind swirled with thoughts and questions, wondering about the lady and her story. I felt a growing desire to meet her and get to know her, my curiosity growing with each passing moment.

    My mom caught on to my glances outside, finally asking me, "Is there something interesting outside the window that you keep looking at?" I felt my cheeks flush at being caught and wondered how I could explain my interest in the mystery lady outside. I searched for the right words to say, finally telling my mom,

    "Oh, it's nothing important. Just a bird flying by." My mom looked at me with skepticism, but she accepted my answer for now as she returned to her meal.

    My mind whirled with thoughts of the mystery lady outside, wondering if she had noticed my looks. As I continued to eat, I found myself searching for another glimpse of her through the window, unable to keep her out of my mind.

    My mom sensed my thoughts, looking at me with curiosity and asked, "Is there something about that bird flying outside that is so interesting?"

    I didn't want to reveal my secret to my mom, so I simply replied with, "Oh, it just caught my attention"

    My mom looked at me closely, sensing that there was more to my glances than I was telling her. She seemed to have her suspicions, but she chose not to reveal them for now. I continued to look out the window, my thoughts wandering to the mystery lady from yesterday. Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of her walking by again, her hair flowing in the wind. Feeling excited, I watched her pass by, wondering if she might look back in my direction.