Always and Forever
The letter felt heavy in my hand, a physical manifestation of the words I had longed to hear for years. As the bus rattled toward my home, I devoured every romantic sentence, my heart hammering against my ribs. By the time I reached my room, I was floating. When the phone finally rang and Omar’s shy voice asked if I had read it, I couldn’t hold back the tears. “I’ve been in love with you since the beginning,” I confessed, the truth finally set free.
The next morning was a blur of anticipation. I arrived at his house, heart racing, and saw him descending the stairs in his school uniform. He looked breathtaking. We rode to school in silence, a charged energy humming between us. The moment his mother’s car disappeared around the corner, Omar seized my hand and pulled me away from the crowd. In the quiet of a side street, he cupped my face and kissed me—a long, fearless kiss that sealed a promise of forever.