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"Ashton Philip Pov.
"Are you not coming with us?" I looked at Uncle Henry when he spoke on my side. He's carrying a basket of flowers. Winter's dad.
"No, Uncle, I'll stay here..." Uncle Henry nodded before looking at the girl who walked towards us with a big hat.
She took it off and lowered the empty basket. She was sweaty before wiping her forehead due to sweat.
"You finished it all?" Uncle Henry chuckled while looking at his daughter. Winter nodded. She glanced at me but also avoided eye contact before lifting the empty basket again.
"I'll get another one; I'll join you..." Uncle Henry nodded.
"I'll wait for you..." Winter turned, carrying flowers. She's wearing black pants and a long sleeve to cover her arms. But even so, her style looks different to me.
"I'll go with you, Uncle..." Uncle Henry looked at me. It's better to join them since Trixie and her parents are busy. I stayed here with Uncle, who cleaned up before helping on the farm.
"Okay. You might get bored here; it's better to explore around." I nodded with a smile. Just right, I noticed Winter approaching with a basket of neatly arranged flowers.
I stepped closer to her. She stopped and looked up at me.
"Hi..." She turned to avoid me. But I blocked her way to take the basket she was carrying.
"Let's go, Uncle." I left Winter with a puzzled look. Uncle Henry laughed before walking ahead.
I'm not sure if Winter followed or not. She's been sulking since the night I kissed her behind their house. I couldn't help it. How many nights have I been thinking about her soft lips when I also kissed her in the restroom? Until now, it hasn't left my mind.
Our walk only took ten minutes, reaching the flower farm. It looks like a beautiful resort surrounded by flowers and designed cottages.
The surroundings are clean, and there's a separate rest house for the flower farm where we placed the basket.
Some customers were waiting there, attended to by Winter. They were buying flowers while taking photos around.
"He's handsome."
"Is he from here?"
"Looks like a city guy, so smooth."
The women whispered while pointing the camera at me. I tried to smile, but Winter handed the bouquet of flowers to cover the camera.
"Have you paid?" The girl asked Winter. She nodded, and one of them glanced at me.
"We've paid. Can we take a picture with you guys?" Winter turned to me as they pointed. She avoided eye contact.
"Up to you..." She went inside. Even the other girl laughed and said, 'She's so snobbish,' before approaching me.
Uncle Henry was on the side, attending to new customers trying to enter the flower farm. I could only look at the camera because of its sudden flash in front.
"Are you a visitor here?" I smiled before nodding.
"No wonder you give off a different vibe. Can we take a picture? It's just for Myday." I agreed. I smiled at the camera while noticing Winter on the terrace of the rest house.
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
I shook my head to the question. They were thrilled with my answer. I noticed Winter subtly tilting her head before deciding to come out of the rest house.
I kept my eyes on her as she walked away. But before she left completely, I answered the girls again.
"The girl I like already has a boyfriend."
I saw her stop for a moment when I told them. Even they raised their eyebrows and showed disappointment on their faces.
"What a waste, brother. But you can confess to the girl you like..."
Winter walked away before I could respond. I just smiled at the three before saying goodbye and claiming I had something to do.
I followed Winter to where she was heading. She was walking on the straight path surrounded by tall sunflowers."
I could feel it from where I stood, observing how the wind carried her long hair. Her simple walk echoed in my heart. She paused by a large rock, surrounded by grass and beautiful sunflowers.
She sat there. Few people around, only the chirping of birds could be heard.
I walked gently, stopping at the edge before joining her on the rock.
That's when she looked at me. I noticed surprise in her eyes, yet she didn't move away.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
I chuckled lightly. Unchanged as ever. More gangster-like than a gangster with her questioning.
"I followed you. I got bored over there."
"Are you still bored despite that smile earlier?"
I furrowed my brow but couldn't help laughing. "I'm just forcing a smile. Honestly, I prefer sitting here with you now."
She grinned before averting her gaze.
"If I drop you there and you roll down..."
"I fell a long time ago, Winter, but you didn't catch me."
She stood up, glaring at me. "Why can't you stop saying those things?"
"What's wrong with what I'm saying?"
"Your actions, I don't like them. Leave me alone."
I sighed before standing. "What if I don't want to?"
"I told you, Ashong. You can't have feelings for me; your desires won't come true. What you feel will pass. It's not real!"
I didn't respond. I kept staring at her, my heart beating unchanged even with what she said.
"I want you. Not Trixie."
She squinted at me. "Why are you still talking like that?"
"What's wrong with what I'm saying?"
"What you're doing. Your behavior, I don't like it. Stop it."
I sighed before standing. "What if I don't want to?"
"I already told you, Ashong. You can't like me, your desires won't come true. What you feel will pass. It's not real!"
She turned away. I followed, persistent.
"I know you feel something for me, Winter. I feel it."
She stopped walking. Still facing away, she spoke. "You won't let me kiss you. You won't close your eyes; you won't delay if you don't like it."
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