Sitting on her bed, Anne absentmindedly twirled a strand of her wavy hair around her finger. The soft glow from her phone danced across her expressive face as she scrolled through Instagram, feeding her curious mind with the updates she sought. Cute baby videos made her heart swell, the household gadgets and cleaning tips stirred her maternal instincts, Islamic reminders brought peace to her soul, and romantic reels mirrored the way she felt about Adam, reminding her just how lucky she was.
She missed him. Adam was studying for an exam, and Anne found herself craving his attention. Feeling playful, she decided to tease him. Opening her messages, she sent him a sticker of Henry cavill, a recurring inside joke between them, as a reminder of how she always joked about Henry being her crush.
Adam responded quickly, his tone confident but tinged with mock jealousy.
“You’re sending me Henry again? Okay, Mrs. Anne, we all know how much you love him. Go to him, then.”
Anne grinned, leaning into the game.
“Oh yes, he was my husband long before I met you. But now, what can I do? I’m stuck with this man named Adam. It’s my fate,” she replied, pretending to sound like a tragic heroine.
Adam laughed softly.
“Already playing the widow? Easy, lover girl. Don’t worry, there’s always room for reconciliation. Let’s get you two back together. Although, I think Henry might have cheated on you with one of his fans,” he said, his confidence playful.
Anne narrowed her eyes, still teasing.
“You’re not jealous? Henry’s tall, masculine, handsome…”
“Mmm, and what else?” Adam’s voice softened, as he feigned the tone of a love-struck admirer.
“Sweet,” Anne added with a smile.
“Oh, sweet. Mmm, what else? Please, don’t stop.”
Anne burst into laughter at his antics.
“You’re silly!”
Adam chuckled.
“I had a crush on Dexter’s mom too, you know. And a few others I can’t remember.”
Anne gasped in mock horror.
“Oh? So you’ve been eyeing the ladies, huh? You pervert! And you’re into older women?”
Adam could practically picture her face right now, lips pursed tightly in playful jealousy. He laughed.
“Who said she was old? And anyway, I was a kid! You’re the only lady I’m into.”
“Hmm, sure… Go away,” Anne said, her jealousy still lingering but laced with affection.
“Away is not an option, my lady.”
“Oh, do you insist? Hmm, okay then,” Anne teased, her heart light.
Shifting gears, she added, “By the way, I got accepted into another internship. I’ll be starting next week at a company in the Fifth Settlement. I still need to figure out how to get there, though.”
“That’s wonderful!” Adam’s tone brightened. “But won’t you get some time off to rest before starting?”
“No, it’s fine. I want to do it.”
“Alright then. I hope you love the experience. I’ll be attending a conference at Semiramis Hotel again in Tahrir Square soon.”
“Oh, really? So we might meet again?” Anne asked, excitement bubbling up at the thought of seeing him.
“Of course! If you want to, and if it’s possible, I’ll make time for you.”
Anne felt her heart race. The idea of seeing Adam again after only a few weeks filled her with joy.
“You’ve just made me more excited for the internship now, knowing I’ll get to see you sooner.”
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Two crossing paths
RomanceA story of unexpected love that grew in the hearts of immature couple, seeking their different paths and goals, not knowing how deep will they fall for each other and will choose to fly their different paths together as two matching birds that compl...
