Olivia
There was a full day ahead of us, and I ended up practically yanking Sebastian along as we stepped out of the hotel lobby.
I was buzzing with excitement—he, on the other hand, played the chill, composed tour guide, while I was the over-eager explorer, ready to devour everything in sight. China had a million things to see, and I was hellbent on seeing them all.
We made our way into a bustling local market, and the moment we stepped in, it was like walking into another world—colors everywhere, food sizzling in open pans, and people shouting over each other in rapid Mandarin. My senses were overwhelmed, and I loved every second of it.
Sebastian, on the other hand, looked like he’d just walked into his second home.
He started chatting with the vendors, his tone smooth and confident as he spoke perfect Mandarin. Like, flawless. I blinked, watching him switch from haggling over dumplings to joking with a granny selling sesame buns like he’d known her for years.
Meanwhile, I was out h
