‎Anthony had never believed that love could begin with something as simple as a rainy evening.

‎But that was before Sofia.

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‎He first noticed her at a bus stop, struggling with a broken umbrella while the rain poured around her.

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‎Anthony smiled as he approached.

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‎“Looks like your umbrella has given up.”

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‎She looked at him and laughed.

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‎“Apparently, it has.”

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‎He held his jacket over her head.

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‎They stood together beneath the shelter, talking as though they had known each other longer than a few minutes.

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‎When her bus finally arrived, Anthony surprised himself by asking for her number.

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‎Sofia smiled before giving it to him.

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‎“Don't make me regret this.”

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‎“I won't,” he said.

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‎That night, they started talking.

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‎One message became another.

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‎Then another.

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‎Soon, midnight arrived without either of them noticing.

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‎Over the next few days, their conversations became something they both looked forward to.

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‎Anthony found himself smiling whenever her name appeared on his phone.

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‎Sofia wasn't any different.

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‎Then, on Friday evening, she sent him a message.

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‎“Are you free tomorrow?”

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‎Anthony smiled.

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‎“For you? Always.”

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‎There was a short pause before her reply appeared.

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‎“Then I think you owe me that coffee.”

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‎Anthony stared at the message.

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‎A smile slowly appeared on his face.

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‎“Tomorrow. 4 p.m.”

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‎Sofia replied:

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‎“It's a date.”

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‎Anthony put his phone down, unaware that those two words would be the beginning of something neither of them was prepared for.

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‎Because sometimes, the person you fall in love with...

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‎is the very person you were never supposed to love.

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‎TO BE CONTINUED...