Chapter 2

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The Bloom Haven
It read, "Meet me at our spot, right after your game - Maya." Taking the bracelet, Jaime sprinted towards The Bloom Haven, where he remembered making half of his high school memories, well, to be precise, the happy ones - the ones he was going to cherish for the rest of his life. Things weren't good for both of them, though Maya tried to always put on a smile to make her little Jaime feel the happiest. In a quiet garden, under the stars, they felt something special. Tears mixed as they kissed for the first time. It was like magic. Holding hands, they knew they had found something beautiful in each other. Their tears showed they cared deeply. And in that garden, they started a new chapter, something they would cherish for the rest of their lives, knowing their love was something precious.

When Jaime arrived, Maya was already seated, gazing through the canopy admiring the breathtaking beauty of the cherry blossoms. She looked rather tired, and the smile on her face seemed forced. Jaime lay on her legs and admired the moon. Maya could, with a simple glance, notice the depth of his love for her. It was so genuine and pure. What she had kept as a secret for a while from her beloved couldn't even be expressed by her because of the guilt that was building within her. They could, in the blink of their eyes, see the entire illusion they had created about their future. Maya felt the weight of guilt as he rested on her legs, contrasted with the stillness of nature's beauty, which hadn't changed one bit since they stumbled upon it. They talked all night and felt so contented with each other as if they didn't need anyone but each other to make it and when they were together, not a single thing in the universe mattered to them. They would stare into each other's eyes, and she blushed, her cheeks turning a shade of pink, as she realized she was falling in love with him all over again with each word he whispered to her in the moonlit and pale darkness. "Could I wrap my arms around you, and feel your heart beating at the same rhythm as mine? With you, every caress feels like a love story written just for us," said Maya.

Holding each other, feeling every fucking heartbeat and your significant other's heavy breath, it's as if the universe conspired for ages in a row to bring their souls together- if only the milieu didn't forget to make their stars align. Every touch is a reassurance to the strong connection they share as soulmates.Pour la dernière fois, You are my everything (for the last time, You are my everything) Maya whispered into the soul of her beloved.

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