"I love Sam more than my life and soul!"
The young man felt a knife cut through his heart when he saw her unwavering face.
He opened and closed his lips a few times. He could not speak again.
In the end, he felt something sucked out of his soul. He sighed and staggered away in disappointment.
The girl didn't mind the young man's departure. Her mind still thought about her man.
"Sam must be very busy these few days. I made his favorite honey bread today… I'll ask Aunt to bring me to the blacksmith shop later."
A bright smile immediately appeared on the young girl's face as she thought about seeing Sam in the following hours.
Just as she was about to get up.
'Yiya!
She heard someone push the door open and heard familiar footsteps enter.
The girl looked pleasantly surprised and subconsciously turned to look in the direction of the sound.
"Sam, you're back!"
Indescribable joy filled her tone.
