Sophie always carried her notebook everywhere—a place where she sketched her dreams and wrote down her heart's deepest desires. It was in that same notebook she had written about Nathan, the man she silently loved for years but never had the courage to tell.
One rainy afternoon, she lost the notebook at her favorite café. Panicking, she rushed back to find it, only to see Nathan sitting there, reading it. He looked up, his eyes filled with emotions she couldn’t quite place.
"You wrote about me," he said softly.
Sophie froze, unsure of what to say, but Nathan smiled and stood up. “I’ve been waiting for you to say something,” he continued, “because I’ve felt the same way for a long time.”
In the café, surrounded by the scent of coffee and the hum of quiet conversations, Sophie’s heart finally found its voice. They walked out together, the rain falling gently, but their worlds felt brighter than ever.
Their love had always been there—written in the pages, waiting to be discovered.
