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What would you do if life gives you another chance?
Will you go on the same path?
Or will you use it to take revenge on the people who had done wrong to you??
Or will you entirely change your path and see...
As Anisha strolled through the moonlit garden, the air was crisp and carried the sweet scent of night-blooming jasmine. The soft glow of the moon illuminated the path ahead, casting gentle shadows among the Blue Roses.
Anisha, lost in her own thoughts, turned slightly and caught a glimpse of movement among the Blue Rose bushes. Her pulse quickened as she thought she saw someone.
Startled, Anisha paused, her body became alart..
"Hello? Who's there??" She called out, her voice echoing in the stillness of the night.
The figure remained motionless for a moment, then slowly stepped forward into the moonlight.
It was Harold, his familiar silhouette taking shape under the silver beams. Anisha's breath caught in her throat as she recognized him.
"H-Harold?" She stammered, surprised and intrigued by his presence.
Harold stood tall and distinguished, his slender figure dressed in a finely made outfit, perfect for Anisha's grand birthday feast.
He wore a doublet of deep forest green, adorned with subtle silver accents that shimmered under the soft moonlight. The fabric, of the finest quality, draped elegantly over his broad shoulders and tapered down to a velvet trim at the cuffs, hinting at both his status and impeccable taste.
His soft black hair was neatly styled, a few strands catching the moonlight like strands of midnight silk. Beneath the tailored cape of matching green, fastened with a silver brooch engraved with the Patrickson family crest, he exuded an air of quiet authority tempered by a gentle demeanor.
‘His eyes ~’ Anisha was mesmerized by them..
Harold's emerald-green eyes, like precious gems reflecting the night sky, held a depth that drew Anisha in, each glance seeming to reveal layers of unspoken emotions and untold stories. His presence, marked by a reserved yet warm aura, captivated her heart in ways she struggled to comprehend.
Harold nodded, a faint smile tugging at his lips. He approached her with cautious steps, his eyes reflecting the moon's glow as he looked at her intently.
"I didn't mean to startle you," He said softly, his voice barely audible over the sound of trickling water of the fountain nearby. "Why, are you here, alone?"
Snapping back to reality, Anisha softly smiled at him. Then she glanced around at the serene garden, the flowers shimmering with dewdrops under the moon's gentle touch.
"It's... it's so beautiful out here.."
Hearing Anisha's words Harold looked at the garden, taking in its serene beauty, but his gaze soon drifted to Anisha. Bathed in the moon's soft glow, she seemed ethereal, like a moon fairy herself. Harold felt a sense of awe, realizing how truly captivating she appeared under the moonlit sky.
But just in a second Harold blinked, snapping out of his reverie as he puzzled over his own intense reaction to Anisha. Embarrassment tinged his cheeks as he internally questioned himself, covering his mouth.
‘Why am I staring at her like that?’
His gaze shifted to her silver hair, shimmering like moonlight itself, and then instinctively, he looked up at the moon overhead.
‘It's because she was blessed by the moon. Hmmm.. Everyone adores the moon, and I'm no different..’ He reassured himself quietly.
Taking a deep breath, Harold tried to calm his racing thoughts, but the image of Anisha under the moonlight lingered vividly in his mind.
They stood together in silence, one immersed in the beauty of the garden while the other gazed up at the serene moon above. The soft rustling of leaves and the distant hum of the party inside the hall were the only sounds that filled the peaceful night.
To both Anisha and Harold, their presence together felt comforting yet electrifying, as if they were sharing a secret under the moon's watchful gaze. Each lost in their own thoughts in the moonlit garden..
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