Another unforgettable day.
Sometimes she would sit on her bed at night, staring at that growing collection.
She couldn’t help smiling.
“We’re creating our own little history,” she thought.
—
There were songs that instantly reminded her of him.
Certain cafés that felt incomplete without him sitting across the table.
Certain streets that now belonged to memories only they shared.
Even ordinary places became extraordinary because they had experienced them together.
Love quietly changed everything around her.
Not because the world itself had changed…
but because she now saw it through happier eyes.
—
One evening, as they watched the sunset paint the sky in shades of orange and crimson, Othamane looked at Linda with unusual seriousness.
He smiled softly.
Then repeated the same sentence that had started everything months earlier.
*”Love is eternal.”*
Linda looked into his eyes.
This time, those words didn’t sound mysterious.
They sounded like a promise.
A promise that tomorrow would be another beautiful day.
Another memory.
Another laugh.
Another photograph on her bedroom wall.
She intertwined her fingers with his.
“I believe you,” she whispered.
And in that moment…
she truly did.
She believed she had finally found the kind of love people spend their whole lives searching for.
A love that felt like fire.
Warm enough to comfort.
Bright enough to illuminate even the darkest days.
Powerful enough to consume every doubt, every fear, and every loneliness she had ever carried.
She had no way of knowing what the future would bring.
All she knew was that, for those unforgettable four months, she loved with every piece of her heart.
And she believed, without hesitation, that some stories were simply meant to last forever.
