The Date

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Michael's POV

Three weeks had passed, and even though I couldn't hold her hand, I was still head over heels in love with Andriya. I couldn't help but think about her all the time. Despite my busy schedule, I made time to see her every day. She was the center of my storm, bringing me happiness just by existing.

A notification popped up on my phone, lighting up my display and catching my attention.

I reached out and was delighted to see the name "Angel" on my phone. Quickly unlocking it, I saw one of the most unexpected texts:

"Mike, my parents are going on vacation to Paris tomorrow. Would you be able to come over?"

My heart raced with excitement at the thought of finally being able to spend time with her alone. But I wanted our time together to be special.

"Well, not come over, but would you go on a date with me, princess?" I asked, my anticipation high.

"Yes, of course, why not?" she replied.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow at 8 PM sharp, my angel. Be ready."

I was so excited that I could hardly sleep, my mind racing with ideas to make our date perfect.

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