Love Faded in the Wind
She wasn't moved, however—he already did it for her before, and much had changed since even though the people stayed the same.
Her hair danced against the wind as it brushed against her cheek, and Martin slowly walked towards her, his gaze locked on hers.
At that moment, he felt as if he was back in his sophomore days, when he wooed her.
He had been nervously holding a bouquet at the time too, and slowly walked towards her—the one he loved.
However, the thrill he felt back then was the excitement of being on the verge of success.
But now, it was just nerves on the verge of failure.
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