8. STORMS IN THE GARDEN I

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Love is not something you look for. Love is something you become.

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"Hey", he said in casual tone

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"Hey", he said in casual tone

"Hey", i replied

He wore his usual all-black ensemble, t-shirt and black jeans, looking magnificent in it.
I could not help but adore him, the way he carry himself is so annoying cause he is so handsome and charming and he got that black orbs which make him more beautiful like a black roses.

He was still looking at me from my head to toe and suddenly he compliment,"you look radiant", a smile played on my face.

"Thank you", i muttered

"You look great too!!", i tried to say

"Only great?", he asked making my brain stop
I was still looking at him confusingly but again he said

"Only great?, Sonya" this time he said my name, the way he called me always make my heart melt.

His voice, tinged with playful teasing, stirred something within me, a flutter of anticipation mixed with nervous excitement.

"Only great?" he repeated, his gaze unwavering, his eyes captivating me like a spell.

Caught off guard by his question, I stammered slightly before mustering a response. "Well, more than great, then," I corrected, a shy smile tugging at the corners of my lips.

His laughter, a melodic sound that resonated in the air, filled me with a sense of warmth and ease. "That's more like it," he replied, his tone laced with approval.

In that moment, amidst the bustling energy of the surroundings, it felt as if time stood still. Our eyes locked in an unspoken exchange, conveying more than words ever could.

"Mind if I join you for a moment?" he asked, gesturing to the empty space beside me.

"Of course," I replied, a hint of excitement tugging at my words.

As he settled beside me, the air seemed to crackle with a newfound tension, an electricity that pulsed between us.

"Mate... MATEEE!!!", i heard sam shouting and technically running toward us and directly landed on the andrew.

Both of them let out a groan, Andrew expression a mix of surprise and discomfort. "Watch where you're going, Sam!"

Sam grinned sheepishly, offering a quick apology before turning his attention to me. "Hey, Sonya, what's up?"

I couldn't help but laugh at the sudden turn of events. "Hey, Sam. Just enjoying the evening."

Andrew, still recovering from the unexpected collision, shot Sam a playful glare. "You're lucky I didn't spill my drink all over myself."

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