Feeling a bracelet clinging to her wrist, Cordelia opened her eyes.
I must have held my left arm and thought. Go to the place where everything started, where there was an arch, where Liam was, where he saw him.
And as usual, the bracelet did not take Cordelia to the right place.
It was full of green light all over the place, and the sun was too mild for August. Then, Garrett told Cordelia.
"Did you fall off the warehouse? What the hell is going on? You said you were going to Potobello after work by 7 p.m. right? Are you okay with that crazy face? Do you want me to come with you?”
Cordelia hurriedly opened her phone to check the date and time.
Wednesday, June 5th. 4 p.m.
But I couldn't afford to wait until seven. Cordelia ran out of the company and got on the bus. The bus, as usual, passed by a large roadside, greeted by Platanus. The early green summer leaves greeted Cordelia gently. Entering the alley, an unknown tree shone silver in the sun.
Then, you can see the green sign right around the corner.
I got off the bus in a hurry without knowing how to get off the bus quickly. I arrived there on a gallop. The heavy door opened and the bell rang. And there stood Liam even though he arrived three hours earlier than scheduled.
"Cordelia Gray."
Liam, or Archie, called her name and came up smiling.
Cordelia recalled the first time. Even though I knew I would look silly, I couldn't say anything and just looked at my handsome face.
It wasn't the same anymore. However, it was then and now that I couldn't open my mouth because I was emotional.
Her beautiful sky-blue eyes stared at her like a fairy.
Two eyes, a first, or a very long time, with a sense of novelty and surprise.
Cordelia wanted to say how much she loved these sky blue eyes with countless rhetoric.
However, it was decided to replace it by showing the letters we shared later on, and Cordelia just hugged him.
"Arch Albert William."
I felt a big body flinching. Steady, his body shook as if it were dizzy. Cordelia could see that a lot of memories were coming into her head at once.
"Cordelia, my Coco."
The strong arm held Cordelia carefully. It was then that everything was calm.
They remained silent for a few minutes, hugging each other like that.
During the course of the letter, as if he wanted to hug each other like this all the time, he did not know that the power to embrace each other would be weakened.
Until about seven o'clock, when an old lady with gray hair came in with a bell ringing, criticized the two and swept away all kinds of things, the two were standing still feeling each other's warmth.
Thank you for being able to hold onto something that was so warm in paper.
After such a long hug, kisses naturally continued. As if it were the first time, trembling lips coveted each other, and the story began hesitatingly. After the awkward greeting that seemed to be the first time, he made eye contact and burst into laughter. Sitting in bed, endless chatter continued without a chance to explore each other's bodies, and tears and laughter were mixed there. By the end of the morning, these passionate lovers had been shuffling in the brightening year. And by the time the sun rose, Cordelia got up from her seat.
It was only after rolling once that Cordelia realized that her legs wouldn't fall on the floor that she was lying on now was not her bed, and then she stretched her left foot from her left foot and groped for a seat next to me before she could open her eyes with a smile.
But there were two sheets of paper rustling and rustling in place of her ecstatic love with a fairly reliable body.
Then in surprise, Cordelia opened her eyes and opened her hand-held letter.
Cordelia, are you alive?]
I was embarrassed.
Oh, my God, I can't believe I'm writing again.
Cordelia hurried over to the next page.
[As if you're dead]
This is the first time I've heard of it. Anyway, it's something to brag about that I put you to such a good sleep. If you are awake, open your eyes, and read this letter, open the door and get out. I'll at least bake a pancake.
P.S. Aren't you curious about what other dishes I've learned in the past seven years?
With love as usual, your arch Albert William.
P.S. Did I say I love you passionately earlier?]
Holding the letter with one hand, Cordelia opened the door.
Instead of the bookcase, Arch Albert William stood there.
With a silly face, he turns around the pancake and turns around.
And laugh. Beautiful lips open. Call her name.
"Coco, are you up?”
"What the hell is that letter?"
"Well, it would be nice to show you my beautiful face as soon as I wake up in the morning."
"I know, it's a duty."
"Amazingly, you're not my face, you're in love.
The two met face to face again and burst out laughing.
There are two kinds of love in the world.
Love that falls in love at first sight like a lightning bolt.
Love that gets soaked by a bird I don't even know when I try to walk thinking it's a passing rain.
Maybe it was both of them.
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