Chapter 1: The Date

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I prepared to embrace what I once despised,

A blind date ahead, I couldn't disguise.

I wore a crimson body-hugging dress,

While he arrived in casual white, no less.

"What lies ahead?" my anxious heart did weigh,

Nervous and excited as I began the foray.

I chose  white sauce pasta for my plate,

He opted solely for red wine's fate.

Throughout the date, our gazes intertwined,

A constant interaction, hearts entwined. 

He walked me home, it felt so right,

Through Rome's streets, under the moonlight.

Upon arriving home, a choice to be made,

Invite him in? My thoughts swayed.

But within a moment, we shared the couch's grace,

For a gentleman so charming, 

the thought of not wanting him was hard to erase.

-Anuu Sagar

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