What a year. At least I am finally free, I graduated and I can move out. It wasn't easy, but now I am moving to a new country to complete a master degree. I haven't told my boyfriend yet, I am surprising him. He thinks I am moving back home.
I found a place to stay, and I brought one big suitcase and some bags with me.
My flight was on a random Saturday at 10 pm, and here I am.
I arrived at the airport, an airport I knew but I have always been to as a visitor. It was a sunny day, with a light breeze, I was wearing jeans, a blue top and a little cardigan as always. I was carrying my bags, feeling lost, as if I have never been here before.
I walked slowly to the train station, and as soon as the train arrived, I got in, pulled my suitcase as hard as I can and I sat next to the window.
My AirPods were on and I was listening to another love, the oldest song ever, than reminds me of all my memories, I looked to the window and started imagining my new life here. My thoughts have been interrupted by the sound of the train announcement, I arrived and immediately got out.
I felt so lost as if everyone knew what they were doing, except me. My new accommodation was 15 min by bus from the station, I could never take the bus with my suitcase, so I decided to take a taxi, it's less than a 10 min ride, so it's okay. But I didn't know were the taxi station was, so I booked an Uber. I got into the car and was thinking about my new room, my new life and how I should be surprising my boyfriend, not just him, no one knew I was coming to this city.
« Vous êtes arrivées. » said the taxi driver.
« Merci. Au revoir. » I answered while leaving with my luggage. It was there, the building with so many windows, every window has a story and I am going to start writing mine.
I headed to the reception, to check in and take my keys. As soon as the lady gave them to me with a folder of informations, I went to the elevator. But when the door opened, a familiar face appeared, he looked up at me, and it took us both time to realize. It was Weston.
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RomanceMy boyfriend introduced me to his friend Weston. Since then, weston have been all around me.
