09 - So alive, yet so peaceful

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Collin's point of view

After delivering Jeff’s package, Jamie and I dove started our book hunting. The downtown area buzzed with activities and I could see her curiosity getting the better of her as she stopped to explore the local crafts: jewelry, accessories, furniture, and sculptures. She was completely captivated by the artisans’s work. With every laugh we shared, I could see her light up, especially when she dived in the local culinary delights. She ended up in tears after trying the spicy snacks - well too much spicy to be honest. She embraced every moment and as for me, I made sure she enjoyed the day.

We took a break for lunch at a cozy little restaurant, where she excitedly shared her thoughts on Chaston and the downtown. She told me about Green Hill and its residents, revealing her upcoming projects. I shared bits about my life - how I’d studied law, worked as a part-time photojournalist and traveled before returning to manage our family business with my sister. With each exchange, I felt like a spontaneous bond grew between us.

After lunch, we pursued our exploration, walking past the amusement park as the sounds of laughter from children filled the air. We then strolled along the East Coast with the sun glinting off the water, giving a sparkling scene. I couldn’t help but steal glances at her as she admired the view. Her auburn hair danced in the breeze, and the sunlight brought out a beautiful hue in her dark brown eyes. There was something uniquely captivating about her.

On our drive back, I switched the playlist to something more relaxing with songs like Booster Seat by Spacey Jane and Solid Gold by Tom Chaplin & Jones.

“I never imagined adults would be so into comic books.” she said, reaching for one in the back seat, referring to the locals.

“That’s because you’re stereotyping the readers.” I replied, grinning.

“Excuse my classification skills, but I hardly picture Rupert reading Garfield or Mickey Mouse.” she shot back.

“Neither can he, but don’t worry - everyone in Chaston isn’t visually impaired.” I teased, enjoying her laughter.

“Are you working tonight?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.

“Nope, it’s Monday. The lunch bar is closed. Why do you ask?”

“Oh, just wondering…What’s that?” she pointed toward a tower in the distance.

“That? It’s one of Chaston’s historical landmarks. No one really knows when it was built or who constructed it, but the view is stunning.”

“Can we check it out?” she asked, her excitement palpable.

I raised an eyebrow, realizing she wasn’t ready to end the day.

“Please?” she added with a pout and I couldn’t help but agree, laughing.

We parked in front of the seven-meter concrete tower just as the sun began to set. Jamie hopped out of the car, eager to see the view, waving me to follow.

“What’s got you so hyped?” I asked, amused by her enthusiasm as I leaned against the car.

“You just said the view was incredible! We can’t miss the sunset.” she insisted.

I just nodded, smiling and led her up the stairs. She bounded up the circular staircase and I followed, chuckling at her energy. When we reached the top, the sight before us took my breath away—the sky ablaze with deep reds and wispy clouds. Jamie leaned against the railing, letting the gentle breeze wash over her as she gazed at the panoramic view of Chaston glowing below.

“Chaston. Also known as The city of light.” I said as I joined her. “This is it. Chaston in its full glory.” I added, letting out a satisfied sigh.

She was speechless, her eyes shimmering with tears of wonder. Chaston might not be large, but it had a way of capturing hearts and hers was no exception.

“It’s… so beautiful. How can a city be so alive yet so peaceful?” she marveled.

“I could ask you the same thing.” I replied, meeting her gaze with tenderness as the twilight deepened.

I had lost track of how many compliments I had given her throughout the day, but I knew they resonated. I looked at her as a blush crept onto her cheeks.

“Should we head back?” I asked, interrupting her thoughts after a brief moment of reflection in the silence.

“What? Already?” she replied, reluctance in her voice.

“Well, it’s getting late and it's cooling down… unless none of that bothers you.”

“Not at all, because you’re here.”

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Holà ! So you might have noticed Elle is moving faster than Unexpecting You.
That's because the chapters are shorter and it's already been written in french. I struggle less (lol) and it's actually easier for me to write because I don't have to think on the plot anymore x).
Guess I should be doing likewise with UY 🤔😂
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