Once upon a time a boy used to talk with her friend by phone. They were friends for more than a decade. They hadn’t spoken in years, their lives drifting apart. Once they both went to a book shop separately. It was so crowded. Boy went inside and started reading a novel book. A long time stands and he found some space to seat for a moment. Now fate brought them back together at this bookshop.
The boy met her in the seating chair and talk with her. But he still reading romance novels? he asked, holding back a grin. She laughed, “And you’re still into thrillers, I see.” Conversation flowed as if no time had passed at all. They choose to go for a coffee shop. They went there and ordered coffees. Over coffee, they talked about life, regrets, and second chances.
I never stopped loving you, he confessed softly. Her hand covered his, a tear escaping her eye. Neither did I, she replied, her voice trembling with emotion. She started crying and boy just hold her hands and said I love you. That day, they began writing a new chapter together. That is the best romantic story I have ever written.
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