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✷ 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐏 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃
❝ kiss me and i might . . ❞
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 . . everyone said that love at first sight did not truly exist, that it was nothing more than a foolish invention made for movies with endings too perfect to be real. and with time, even 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀 had almost stopped believing in it . . almost. because deep inside her heart, there still lived that silent hope that belongs only to those who love too much, too deeply. angelina was made that way, a hopeless romantic in the most disarming sense of the term.
then, one day, she saw him. and for one tiny, endless moment, the world around her seemed to slow down. love had dark, deep eyes - the kind you could lose yourself in without ever wanting to find a way back out. it had buzzcutted hair, slightly tousled by the wind, and a volleyball held carelessly between his hands.
and 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐎 was not doing anything extraordinary. he did not say anything unforgettable, nothing dramatic happened. he simply existed, and that was enough.
angelina looked at him the way people look at fragile, precious things - with an almost painful tenderness. from that day on, for angelina, love had nicolas's name.
and nicolas, in return, fell in love with her soon after - inevitably. he began to love her through the smallest things.
they loved each other delicately, carefully, like two people who had finally found someone they could hold without fear.
and now, perhaps, you are wondering where the trap is, where the part of the story comes in where everything breaks apart. but there was no trap.
because theirs was simply a sincere love story. a story in which angelina had found her place in the world within nicolas's arms. and nicolas had found home in angelina's tender eyes.
and for once, at least for once, they truly lived happily ever after.
❝ kiss me and i might drop dead ❞