Sophie was a dreamer, a girl who spent her afternoons reading novels under the giant oak tree in her backyard. She believed in love stories, in the kind of romance that made hearts race and left butterflies fluttering in the stomach. But she never imagined that her own love story would begin on an ordinary autumn afternoon.
One crisp October day, while Sophie was lost in the pages of her book, a gust of wind blew a flurry of golden leaves across her yard. In the middle of them was a small paper airplane that landed right in her lap. Startled, she picked it up and unfolded it to find a simple message written inside: “If you love stories, maybe you’ll love a new friend too.”
Curious, she looked around and saw a boy standing by the fence that separated her house from the next. His name was Ethan, and he had just moved into the neighborhood. He grinned at her, his deep brown eyes twinkling with mischief.
From that day on, Sophie and Ethan became inseparable. They shared books, laughed over silly jokes, and spent their afternoons sitting under the oak tree, dreaming about adventures they would take together one day. As the autumn leaves fell, so did Sophie—falling slowly, deeply, and unexpectedly in love.
One evening, as they sat watching the sunset paint the sky in shades of gold and pink, Ethan took a deep breath and whispered, "Sophie, do you believe in love stories?"
She turned to him, her heart pounding. "Of course, I do."
"Then let’s write our own." With a shy smile, he gently reached for her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers.
At that moment, Sophie knew her love story had just begun. And just like in the books she adored, she knew it would be the most beautiful one of all
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