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Text Me Part 4

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I arrived at the meeting place ten minutes earlier. I was surprised to see her already there, smiling at me. She was very beautiful. She had black, deep-set eyes that spoke a thousand words; small, kissable lips; a perfectly chiselled nose and long black hair. Her eyes radiated kindness and love but there was a flicker of something in them. I thought I could detect a flicker of sadness.

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“Hi, Julius,” said the angelic voice I had been dreaming of each night.
It was a voice that I had waited to hear for so long.
“Please sit down.”
“I am very pleased to meet you, Mikaella,” I said, as I took my seat and gave her the roses I had bought for her.
“Thanks, Julius.” she smiled, obviously pleased with the roses.
I knew she loved pink roses.
“You are always welcome, Love.”
“Julius, I can’t stay,” she said, sadness in her voice.
“I really must go.”
“But we just met, Mikaella. Can’t we talk a little longer?” I asked, pleadingly.
“I really can’t. I just came here to see you and thank you for the time you have shared with me. Thank you for everything, Julius. I will never forget you. You will always be here in my heart.”

She was looking at me straight in the eyes and I could really feel the sadness in her voice. I swear there was something in her voice and those lovely yet lonely eyes. She got up and smiled at me lovingly.

“Please come and visit me tomorrow morning.” she said and gave me a piece of white linen paper.

I read what was written on it and when I looked up, she was gone. The following day on Christmas, I woke up early and got ready in excitement as I thought of her. I went to a florist in a hurry and bought a dozen pink roses for her.

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They lived in an exclusive subdivision. Upon reaching their house, I told the guard who I was and that I was looking for Mikaella. The guard stared at me with sadness and amazement in his eyes. He told me to wait as he called the owner of the house. As I saw him going inside the house, I noticed that the house was brightly lit.

A woman came out of the house and walked towards me, smiling sadly.

“Hi, I’m Maria, Mikaella’s mother. Please come inside, Julius.”

While we were walking towards the mansion, she explained to me why she knew me very well - Mikaella talks about me often. I hardly understood what she was saying as I was busy wondering why was she crying while talking to me.

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