"The city is still the same", he said in our silence.
"Yep, nothing has changed," I replied. Still looking at urban streets, sipping a cup of warm coffee latte in my hand.
"So do you", he looked at me and his gaze was meaningful.
I just smiled thinly at that.
"And this feeling is still the same. I still like you, Naf, "he continued, still in the same position.
"Don't start, Joe", I ventured to look into his eyes. Beautiful green eyeballs that once made me fall. He has a sharp gaze, which any woman will be attracted to.
He gave me a smile, sweet. "Is your castle still strong? Or has there been another man who managed to destroy it? "He asked me.
"I won't let any guy break it," I assured him.
"You are still gorgeous", he sipped a cup of his latte cappucciono and returned to give me a sweet smile. My heart is rustling. He is still the same. Handsome.
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