Apricity

Apricity
(n.) The warmth of the sun in winter.

...when God has a plan, it will get executed no matter what...

"I didn't expect to cross paths with you again. What a coincidence!" i gave him a warm smile and extended my hand for a handshake.

He chuckled and shaked my hand before holding it tighter and pulling me towards him.
I was caught off-guard as our bodies were almost touching now. He had this little smirk on his face which i couldn't de-code.

His posture was respectful, innocent brown eyes glued to mine, hands holding me gently now.

As I was about to question him, he whispered in my ear, "Well, this might just not be a coincidence señora. We may meet again, who knows?"

//Alexandra Roberts, a part time baker and full time hodophile visits Besalú, a small town in Spain. As a kid she has always been a chaser of the highs in life. Giving up or losing hope wasn't her thing to think about. Little did she know, this trip to Spain would bring her all the adrenaline she has ever dreamt of.

But at one point of time when the trip ends, she needs to bid goodbye to the enthusiasm and enter her normal life again. Will Alex ever be the same after this? Or is she going to feel this rush again?

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @its_ashhhhh

MAY CONTAIN VULGAR LANGUAGE, DESCRIPTIONS OF ADDICTION, MATURE CONTENT, MENTAL HEALTH AND VIOLENCE.

I WOULD SUGGEST READING THE AUTHOR'S NOTE BEFORE STARTING THE STORY.