A/N: Whatever you have underway will be a game changer in your work life, Virgo. Focus on building your power as Venus in Leo trines Chiron retrograde in Aries on Tuesday, July 30. The fiery energy is here to boost your confidence! Let go of your fears and worries that your secret passion projects will not work out. Embrace your inner power by feeling confident in your ambitions and goals.
The next few days could help you see how everything will come together since the sun in Leo and Mars in Gemini will both aspect the North Node in Aries and the South Node in Libra. The fateful cosmic energy suggests that your plans and projects will align with something greater in your career path. It might be a lot to multitask. But your hard work will undoubtedly pay off. It could even lead to a fated change since your finances could drastically improve. Toward the end of your workweek, you may need to accept that something must change. A project or goal may need to be adjusted when Venus in Leo squares Uranus in Taurus on Friday, August 2. Accept the changes so that you can continue your progress.
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Miyeon clutched the lace hankerchief, its coolness a stark contrast to the nervous trmor in her hands. Arranged were a relic of the past, a tradition her family clung to tenaciously. Today, she was to meet Hwiyoung, the man chosen to be her husband.
;Hwiyoung arrived admist a flurry of hushed whispered and curious glances. He was handsome ina stoci way, and his dark eyes warmth crossed his features when their eyes met. Was it because of her?
The ensuing weeks were a whirlwind of stolen glances and shy smiles. Hwiyoung, though, reserved, opened up to her about his ambitions for the family business. Miyeon found herself drawn to his quiet strength and unwavering dertermination. They spent their evenings discussing their dreams, a newfound sense of companionship blossomning between them.
One afternoon, while sketching in the garden, Miyeon's reverie was shattered by a boisterious laugh. Inseong, Hwiyoung's younger brother, stood at the entrance, his unruly hair windblown from a game of cricket. Unlike Hwiyoung's personified - carefree and brimming with life.
Their meetings became a daily ritual, but their conversations revolved around Hwiyoung, Inseong spoke of his immense respect for his brother, his voive filled with admiration. Miyeon, eager tro impress Hwiyoung, confided with Inseong about her ambitions to become a painter.
Days turned into weeks, and though Inseong's presence brought laughter, it was Hwiyoung's stoicism that intriugued Miyeon, that intrigued Miyeon. Slowly, a sweet certainty bloomed in her heart - she was falling for her husband.
One starlit evening, Hwiyoung found Miyeon gazing at the constellations, her brow furrowed in concentration. He sat beside her, a comfortable silence the night, Miyeon shyly confessed her newfound passion for painting.
Hwiyoung's smile was gentle, his eyes twinkling with pride. In a husky voice, he spoke of his belief in her talent, his words a balm to her insecurities. The night deppened their connection, etching Hwiyoung's stoci demeanor even more endearingly in her heart.
The following days were filled with a newfound understanding. Hwyoung's touches lingered a beat longer, his gaze lingering on her face. Though unspoken, a silent vow bloomed between them a promise to nuture their love and build a future together.
The weight of tradition, however, cast a long shadow. News of a business deal in Seoul arroved, a golden oppertunity for Hwiyoung to prove himself as heir. Though excitement flickered in his eyes, a flicker of something else, perhaps uncertainty, couded them too.
One evening, as they strolled through the moonlit garden, Hwiyoung confessed his reservations. "Seoul is fast-paced, demanding," he admitted, his voice laced with a tremor. "There wouldn't be much time for...... other things.
Miyeon understood. Duty was paramount in their world. Yet, a pang of diasppointment settled in her chest. "Wel'll manage," she offered, her voice trembling. But even to her ears, it counded hollow.
The following days were strained. Hwiyoung became withdrawn, spending long hours poring over documents. Miyeon found solace in her canvas, pouring her unspoken emotions into vibrant strokes. The garden, once a refuge, now mirrored the disqueit within them.
One afternoon, while sketching a particulary melancholic scene, Miyeon found Inseong by her side. Unlike his usual cheer, his gaze held a somberness that mirrored her own. He spoke of Hwiyoung's anxieties, the pressure of the upcoming trip, and his struggles with blanacing ambition and personal desires.
As Inseong spke, a realization dawned on Miyeon. Hwiyoung's reserved nature wasn't a lack of feelings, but a carefullyconsturcted wall, built to protect himself and those he cared about. He shouldered the burden of expectation silently, his stocism a shield against vulnerability.
A newfound tenderness bloomed in Miyeon's heart. Hwiyoung may not have been the man she intially envisioned, but his quiet strength and unwavering resolve were qualities she had to cherish. He was a man worthy of her love, even if tradition threatened to keep them apart.
The night before Hwiyoung's departure, a quiet understanding passed beteween them. No grand declartions, just a shared look, a lingering touch, a client promise to bridge the distance. As he embraced her, the warmth in his eyes spoke columes.
The days that fdollowed were a test of their newfound bond. Communication was limited to brief late-night calls, each stolen moment a precious treasure. Miyeon poured her heart into her art, her paintings a vivid tapestry of their unspken emotions.
One day, a package arrived from Seoul. Inside, nestled amongst art supplies, was a framed sketch - the melancholic scene she had been working on in the garden. Attached was a note, Hwiyoung's familiar handwrittedn scrawled across the page: "You're art speaks louder than words. Stay strong, Miyeon."
Tears welled up in her eyees. Depsite the distance, their connection remained. Miyeon continued to paint, each stroke a testament to her love. She knew the road would be challenging, but with Hwiyoung by her side, even if just in spirit, she was determined to navigate the storm.
Months passed, punctuated by stolen moments and cherished letters. Hwiyoung thrived in Seoul, his confidence growing with eacxh challneged he conquered. But admist his success, a yearning for the quiet solace he found with Miyeon lingered.
One day, a long-awaited phone call arrived. Hwiyoung's voice crackled with excitment. He had secured a significant deal, enough tgo carve his own path within the familt business. He was returning home, not as the heir apparent, but as a man seeking his own destiny.
The day Hwiyoung returned was a day etched in sunshine. They met in the familiar garden, their eyes meeting wuth an intensity that spoke volumes. The unspken love, nutured through distance and longing, finally bloomed into a warm embrace.
The path ahead wouldn't be easy. Hwiyoung had to prove his worth within the family, and their unconventional love story might face disapporval. But hand in hand, empowered by their love and unwavering support for each other, they were ready to face any challenge. There was a love story born from tradition, yet redefined by courage and a yearning for a future built on their own terms.
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A/N: Hmmm.... guess people like him can be fixed after all!
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