As the sun began to cast its gentle morning glow over the quaint streets of Broughton, a sense of tranquillity seemed to envelop the scene. The cobblestone streets were still damp from the early morning dew, and the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers wafted through the air.
On such a pleasant morning, Sylvia stepped out of her home with a bag hung over her shoulder. After locking the door, she looked up at the brightly shining sun, and a smile made its way to her lips.
She was happy these days, and it felt like her life had taken a sharp and unexpected turn where she was hopeful of finding happiness for herself. And it was all because of only one man.
"Corbin Addis!" That name became a mysterious spell for Sylvia, which vanished all her worries and filled her belly with thousands of butterflies.
