Short Stories (Happy Ending)
In the heart of the bustling city of Verona, a quiet girl named Elara walked the cobblestone streets every morning, her thoughts swirling with daydreams. She was the kind of girl who blended into the background—soft-spoken, introverted, and always with a book in hand. Yet, her heart pulsed with a longing that she barely understood.
Every morning, she stopped at a small café to sit by the window, sipping her tea while the world passed by. And every morning, like clockwork, he appeared.
His name was Adrian, though she only knew it from overheard conversations. He was tall, with disheveled dark hair and an easy smile that seemed to light up the world around him. Adrian was a musician who played his guitar in the park across the street. His melodies filled the air, weaving through the laughter of children and the rustling of leaves, drawing people closer.
Elara never spoke to him. She didn’t know how. What could she say to someone who seemed so untouchable, so utterly alive? Instead, she watched. She watched the way he laughed with strangers, the way he tapped his foot in time with his music, the way his eyes crinkled at the edges when he smiled. She fell in love with the small things—the moments he didn’t even know he gave away.
One day, a storm swept through Verona. The streets were slick with rain, and the park was empty. Elara sat by her usual window, hoping to catch a glimpse of Adrian despite the weather. To her surprise, he entered the café, shaking droplets from his hair and looking around for a seat. The place was packed, and the only empty chair was at her table.
"Do you mind if I join you?" he asked, his voice as warm as his smile.
Elara’s heart pounded in her chest. She managed a nod, her words caught in her throat. As he sat down, she felt the world shrink to just the two of them.
Adrian pulled out a notebook and began scribbling, occasionally humming a tune under his breath. Elara stole glances at him, her tea forgotten. Finally, he looked up and caught her staring.
"Sorry," he said with a chuckle. "I must look like a mess. Storms always give me ideas, and I just had to get them down."
Elara hesitated, then said softly, "Your music is beautiful."
His eyes widened in surprise. "You’ve heard me play?"
"Every day," she admitted, her cheeks flushing. "You’re... amazing."
Adrian smiled, but this time, it was different. It was softer, more personal. "Thank you. That means a lot. I play for the joy of it, but knowing someone listens makes it even better."
They talked until the storm passed. Elara found herself laughing at his stories, and Adrian seemed genuinely interested in hers. For the first time, she felt seen—not as a quiet girl in the background, but as someone worth noticing.
From that day on, their lives intertwined. Adrian began looking for her in the café, and Elara started leaving her books behind to join him in the park. Slowly, she realized that the man she had loved from afar was just as wonderful up close. And Adrian? He discovered that the quiet girl who had watched him from the shadows had a world of light within her.
Sometimes, love begins with a glance, but it flourishes when two souls finally meet.
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