Love at first crash

right green trees contrasts those of the colourful flowers in parks. People stroll in typical spring clothes, a sleevele

with her friends taking a walk or just enjoying the warm sun. They could go f

out of the sidewalk. Pretty pink petals ha

flowers from the black seat of her bike that was starting t

her dainty fingers as her lips

never believed in luck, she believed i

sket of her bike and mounts it. Pedalling a

d vanilla and chocolate c

o herself as she tried to

t hard work has gotten her or her grandparents. They owned this family

ma as they whisked the but

rich quickly, I'd take it

t of white tooth. "You'll understand why

ation went most days,

ant in front of her face. She parks her bike at the sidewalk a

s. He had the looks, the accent and most especially the charisma. Ava

n accent. He had a more serious face but he was nice. Sometimes grandma would pack a few cupcakes for

rent types of cakes and scones for a month now. Ava always wondered why but d

heir cubicle always focused and clicking away at keyboards. They made a clattering sound Ava found irritating. She walked up to the

d mor

enough to be used for a fancy dinner. Ava wondered what it would be like to work here, to wear a crisp suit and her hair done nicely, clicking away

would soon expand their bakery. She stepped outside and took a moment to feel the w

walk and mounted on it after waving the friendly guards goodbye. She pedalled away slowly, picking up he

had little worries then and her parents were still alive. They weren't rich but they never made her feels like she lacked anything. Then one fateful day in winter, everything changed. She remembered coming home from school in a hu

et in a small neighbourhood. The house was quiet. Her parents weren't hom

ubbed her eyes to shake off the sleep. Her

Ava,

reality. It was too late. She tried to dod

he heard a

ing she heard. Eve