The morning sped past when I realised the time, and I had to rush to change before the afternoon came around. And I couldn’t have been more excited and tried to contain this when Abe came back to Malibu to pick me up.
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A lullaby from this morning’s serenade remained playing in my heart as we made our way up the mountain. It was like a passion silently resonated between us with unspoken words of exchange, as our hearts communicated to one another being so close to each other. The quick glance into one another’s eyes, the squeeze of a hand, and my ever-spreading grin that I was subtly trying to hide as we continued upwards.
I enjoyed the sounds of the undergrowth crunching under my feet as it meant that each step was bringing us closer to our place, as we walked up the path, surrounded
