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Conflicting Business, Lasting Love

Conflicting Business, Lasting Love

Author: SWTJ_PBL
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Chapter 1 First Meeting

Word Count: 1733    |    Released on: 17/08/2023

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ves replaces the constant hum of traffic. The earthy aroma of pine takes the place of the city's odor, and the air feels fres

ous isolation, surrounded by towering trees that appear to be whispering secrets to the breeze. I feel a sense

ow the horizon, illuminating the scene with golden c

ho has been planning this getaway, shows up at the cabin door.

cabin's entrance, we've run int

" says Cristina, h

glad you're back," I r

ed my head and came in direct contact with

eep oceanic blue with touches of emerald green. They appear to hold untold tales and secrets buried deep within them.

ke our stari

was a problem with the booking; somehow, it doubled book," Cristi

nsley," she intro

r a handshake desp

ight with." Kinsley accepted my hand. Her

ettled in." Cristina h

generated a pleasant warmth, its flames swirling and reflected in the polished oak floorboards. It was a cabin brimmi

abin's porch as the evening grew darker, staring at the stars dotted the night sky. A gentle

ight-hearted banter and profound dialogues. We talked about our

y. The bashful smiles, lingering touches, and how their laughing mingled beautifully were

rest engulfed them in its tranquility. Our sentences began

rch alone. The air between us sparked in Cristinas' absence

d the enchantment, her v

ou feel little and insignificant while strangely connecti

much greater cosmic puzzle, each with our own tales, hope

reflection when we may fully appreciate the beauty around us." I ca

But nights like this, under the stars, in the middle of the woods, remind us that there is more to li

ng topics we might not even address with our closest friends." she smiled

are no judgments or prior preconceptions. Just a genuine sharing of ideas and

nd experiences, but we rarely take the time to dive under the surface." Kinsley pauses while looking at me th

on. It's about exposing a part of yourself and seeing the same

her face, making me want to put it behi

there to teach us something, even if only for a brief mom

a shared experience can impact how we t

s cottage. Who would have believed that a chance decision to take refuge here would

though the cosmos conspires to bring us to specific

er that, even amid the expanse of existence, our thoughts, emotions, and connections are imp

nd within the cabin walls-a connection founded in the incredible beauty of the universe and the human experience. Their connection became more profound, and the forest cabin became th

link of an eye." Cristina

y, time seems to fly by," Kinsley

miss it when we're back in the concrete jungle." she sighed, thinking abo

ans to me," Kinsley said while still hold

stina, the ever-curious

in this cabin and am going with two amazing frie

w dimension to this encounter." I answered truthfully. Th

ad meaningful discussions. It's been a fantastic e

e leave this haven and return to the real world," C

but still stand up to prepare as I

scended, spreading a golden glow over the forest, feeli

the cabin and the scenery witnessing their friendship. It's like a storm is brewing inside me, and I'm desperately trying to control it. These feelings-this new, strange pull-a

t period. Nonetheless, I am fully aware of the possible consequences that could influence my life and societal role. It's probably a phase, nothing to worry about. And I can't be selfish. There's a

to bridge the gap between my desires and the world that had confined me? Or would I r

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