lover [ 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐥 ]

26

Reethu's POV

As the sunlight filtered through the curtains, I sat up in bed, stretching my limbs and yawning. The events of yesterday still felt surreal, like a dream I hadn't quite woken up from. But as I glanced at my phone, the notifications reminded me that it was all too real.

With a mixture of excitement and nervousness, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and padded over to the window. The view outside was serene, with birds chirping in the distance and a gentle breeze rustling the leaves of nearby trees.

Taking a deep breath, I headed downstairs, the anticipation building with every step. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeted me as I entered the kitchen, and I couldn't help but smile as I poured myself a cup.

Sitting at the kitchen table, I opened my phone to find a flood of notifications, each one more exhilarating than the last. Taylor Swift had followed me on social media, and she had even reached out to me personally.