This story tells us about a young girl and guy in their early twenties who fall in love at first sight
The summer air was heavy with the scent of freshly cut grass and blooming jasmine, the kind of fragrance that seemed to whisper promises of endless possibilities. The sleepy little town of Willow Creek was alive in its own way-soft rustles of wind through the trees, the distant hum of cicadas, and the occasional squeak of an old bicycle as it cruised down Main Street.
On the porch of the white clapboard house at the end of Sycamore Lane, sixteen-year-old Lily Harper was sprawled out on the wooden steps, a notebook balanced precariously on her knees. Her pencil moved in slow, deliberate strokes as she sketched the scene before her: the oak tree in the front yard with its tire swing swaying lazily in the breeze, the row of sunflowers standing tall against the picket fence, and beyond that, the boy who had just moved in next door.
He was kneeling in the dirt, planting something with practiced ease. His dark hair curled at the nape of his neck, damp with sweat, and the sleeves of his faded T-shirt were rolled up to reveal lean, tanned arms. Lily squinted at him, her pencil hovering above the page as she tried to capture the way his shoulders flexed when he leaned forward. She had never seen him up close, not really, but she already knew two things for sure: his name was Noah Sinclair, and he had the kind of smile that could stop time.
She had noticed him the day the moving truck arrived, when he'd carried box after box up the front steps of the old brick house next door. There had been a moment-just a fleeting glance over his shoulder-that had made her stomach do a strange, unfamiliar flip. Since then, she had spent far too much time on the porch, her notebook always conveniently in hand.
"Lily, honey, dinner's ready!" Her mom's voice drifted through the screen door, pulling her out of her thoughts.
"Coming!" she called back, snapping the notebook shut. She stood, brushing the eraser shavings from her shorts, and glanced one last time at Noah. He was still focused on his work, oblivious to her presence.
As she turned to go inside, the sharp creak of the garden gate caught her attention. She froze, her heart doing that strange flip again. Noah was walking toward her, a small potted plant in his hands. His steps were hesitant, as if he wasn't entirely sure what he was doing.
"Hey," he said, stopping a few feet away. His voice was warm, like the sun-soaked days of summer itself.
Lily blinked, her brain scrambling for words. "Hi."
He held out the plant, a shy smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "I, uh, thought you might like this. It's a sunflower. My mom says they're good for making people smile."
Lily stared at the plant, then at him. Her cheeks flushed, and she hoped he couldn't see it in the dimming light. "That's... really nice of you. Thanks."
For a moment, they just stood there, the air between them buzzing with something unspoken. Then, as if realizing he had lingered too long, Noah shoved his hands into his pockets and took a step back.
"Well, I should get back to planting. See you around, Lily."
He knew her name. The thought hit her like a gust of wind, leaving her momentarily breathless. Before she could say anything, he turned and jogged back to his yard, leaving her standing there with the sunflower cradled in her hands.
Lily glanced down at the small, vibrant flower. A smile tugged at her lips, one she couldn't suppress even if she tried. Maybe first love wasn't such a little thing after all.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
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