It was one of those misty, hazy, winter days, filled with drizzle that turned into thunderstorms before allowing a rainbow to later briefly appear. It reflected her inexplicable mood.
But that wasn’t why she remembered that day.
It was because of him.
Because regardless of it all, he took her around the city she hadn’t seen. Round the hidden corners, to the fragrant teahouses, the unique little shops, the monumental squares, the tourist attractions, and the unbeknown gems.
He made it special by creating an indelible memory; by imbuing the thrill of discovering something new together. And of feeling loved.
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