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2024-12-11 05:28:28I turned around, startled, only to see Stacy running toward me. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she threw her arms around me.
Stacy I exclaimed, hugging her tightly. How have you been?.
“I’ve missed you so much, Luna," she said, holding on as if she’d never let go.
Behind her, Nanny walked in, smiling warmly. Mom and I exchanged surprised looks before Mom asked, “What happened? Where have you been?”
Well, Nanny began, “we left the country for a while. That’s why we haven’t been coming to the store.
I told Nanny I wanted to buy some accessories,” Stacy chimed in excitedly, but I mostly just wanted to see you, Luna!”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her enthusiasm. You’ve grown so much, Stacy, I said, kneeling to her level.
Do you think so? she asked, twirling around.
Absolutely! So, what kind of accessories are we shopping for today?
Everything Stacy declared with a giggle.
Nanny chuckled. “She’s been talking about this visit ever since we got back five days ago. I think she missed you more than anything.
I smiled, feeling a warmth in my chest. “Well, I’ve missed her too. Come on, Stacy, let’s pick out something special.
As Stacy pulled me toward the display shelves, Mom gave me a knowing smile. It was shaping up to be a heartwarming day.
Getting ready for the dinner date, I chose a sleek, knee-length black dress with a subtle shimmer that caught the light when I moved.
The dress hugged my figure elegantly, with delicate off-shoulder straps and a soft flare at the hem. I paired it with silver heels and matching earrings that added just the right touch of glamour.
My hair was styled into loose waves cascading over my shoulders, and my makeup was light and natural, with a hint of red lipstick to complete the look.
As I heard the car honk outside, I grabbed my clutch and turned to Mom, feeling both nervous and excited. Mom, he’s here. How do I look?.
Mom’s face softened into a proud smile. Stunning, my darling, she said, holding my hand gently. But listen to me, stay safe. And please, don’t get too attached. I don’t want your heart broken. Whatever you do, be careful. Always be ten steps ahead. I’m not trying to stop you from enjoying your youth; I just want what’s best for you.
I nodded, appreciating her concern. I totally understand, Mom.
Just then, a knock came on the door. Mom opened it while I stood beside her, clutching my purse nervously. The moment Minho’s eyes met mine, he froze, clearly captivated. His gaze softened as he took in my appearance, his lips parting as if he couldn’t find the right words.
Mom cleared her throat, snapping him back to reality. Ahem.
Minho blinked and straightened up. “I’m so sorry, ma’am. Please excuse my manners. Good evening, I’m Minho, he said, extending his hand to her.
Mom shook his hand, her expression unreadable. “Yes, I’ve heard. I assume you’re here to take my daughter out to dinner?.
Yes, ma’am, Minho said, a smile tugging at his lips. I’ll take good care of her, and I promise to bring her back home the same way she left.
Mom raised an eyebrow but smiled. “Such a gentleman,” she said. “I’m holding you to that, young man.
I leaned in to give Mom a peck on the cheek. “Goodnight, Mom,See you later.
Minho opened the car door for me, his every movement exuding care and respect. I slid in, waving goodbye to Mom, who watched from the doorway, her smile soft but tinged with concern.
As we drove away, I had no idea that this would be the last goodbye to Mom for a while.
Minho got into the driver’s seat and glanced over at me with a smile that could light up a room. “You look breathtaking, Luna,” he said, his tone genuine.
Thank you, I replied softly, feeling a warm blush creep up my cheeks.
As we drove through the city, the soft hum of the car and the distant city lights created a calm, almost magical atmosphere. Minho broke the silence, his voice easy and inviting. “So, how was your day?”
“It was good,” I said, glancing at him. “I helped Mom at the store, saw a familiar face, and now here I am.
“A familiar face?” he asked, his eyebrow quirking up.
“Yes,” I said with a smile. “A little girl named Stacy. She’s someone I was very close to, and she showed up at the store after being away for months. It was a surprise but a good one.
He nodded, his fingers drumming lightly on the steering wheel. “It sounds like you mean a lot to her.
She means a lot to me too, I admitted. What about you? How was your day?
It was busy, he replied. Meetings, deadlines, the usual. But this this is the best part of my day.
I looked at him, his profile glowing softly under the streetlights, and couldn’t help but smile. You have a way with words, don’t you?
Maybe, he said with a playful grin. But I only say what I mean.
The car slowed as we pulled up to an elegant restaurant. Warm, golden lights
The restaurant Minho chose was a dream,an upscale rooftop venue adorned with warm fairy lights and elegant chandeliers. The evening breeze carried a faint scent of jasmine. The soft hum of live piano music filled the air, adding a touch of sophistication.
We sat at a table near the edge of the terrace, offering a breathtaking view of the skyline. The meal was exquisite,creamy mushroom soup to start, followed by a tender steak paired with roasted vegetables. Minho had a glass of red wine while I sipped on sparkling juice.
The conversation flowed effortlessly. We laughed about childhood stories, shared dreams, and discovered common interests.
Minho’s warm smile and deep chuckles were infectious, making me feel at ease. He made a toast to new beginnings,clinking his glass lightly against mine, his eyes sparkling with sincerity.
At one point, he excused himself to make a phone call, promising to return shortly. Left alone, I leaned back, taking in the moment.
The music, the soft lighting, and the lively hum of the other diners created a magical atmosphere. I felt happy, even cherished.
Suddenly, a waiter approached with a single red rose and a note attached. Someone asked me to give this to you, he said.
“Who?” I asked, curious, but he offered no reply, simply placing the flower on the table before walking away.
Intrigued, I unfolded the note. The words were written in a beautiful script:
"Your beauty rivals the stars,
Your smile lights up the darkest nights.
You are poetry in motion,
A masterpiece no artist could recreate.
Step outside. I have a surprise for you.
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I’m so sorry, Luna, but I have to leave now,” Claudia said, pulling her phone from her pocket. She handed it to me. “Here, can I get your contact please? I’d love to keep in touch.”I smiled and quickly typed in my number. “Sure, I’d like that.”With that, Claudia bid me goodbye, and I watched her leave the restaurant. I waved to Pa Kevin and Matilda on my way out, thanking them again for their kindness, and then headed home.Back in my room, I rummaged through my closet and pulled out a beautiful dress my mom had given me for my twentieth birthday. Holding it up against myself, I stood in front of the mirror and twirled, admiring how it hugged my body perfectly.For a moment, I let myself dream. I had signed up for a modeling contest once, right after receiving this dress, but I didn’t make it past the casting call.I sighed, brushing my hand over the fabric. It had been nearly three years since I started chasing the idea of a modeling career, but deep down, I knew it wasn’t for me.
