After having snacks, we left, waving goodbye to my mom.
"Dad, can I please get some money?" I asked, looking at him with a cute expression.
"Come here, my baby girl," he said, pulling me into a gentle hug.
He handed me the remaining small amount from his pocket. I felt a pang in my heart, knowing he was struggling.
"Dad, if you don't have enough, you can keep it," I whispered, trying to return the money.
My dad touched my hair, his eyes filled with love. "Why are you acting like a child? I have enough. This is just what I have on me. Is it not enough? I can give you more."
I smiled, feeling grateful, and kissed his cheek. "It's absolutely enough, thanks, Dad. You're the best."
With a heart full of love, I ran towards Emilia and Sofia, who were waiting by the door.
As I joined them, I couldn't shake off the feeling that my parents were sacrificing so much for me.
My heart ached, knowing we were struggling financially, but my dad's selfless gesture strengthened my resolve.
"Mum, Dad, I promise to make you happy," I silently vowed. "I promise we won't remain in poverty forever."
Sofia asked, "So, where are we going now?
Mmm, let's go to the amusement park! I need some ice cream and we can play some games. We're already 18, soon we'll be too big to go there." I suggested.
"Yessss! That sounds amazing!" Emilia exclaimed. "I haven't been to the amusement park in ages!"
Sofia nodded enthusiastically. "And ice cream is a must! I'm craving it already."
We quickly agreed on the plan and made our way to the amusement park. The sun shone brightly as we walked through the gates, surrounded by laughter and screams of excitement.
First stop: ice cream! We indulged in colorful cones, savoring the sweet treats.
Next: games! We challenged each other to ring toss, balloon darts, and arcade classics.
As we played, Emilia turned to us with a mischievous grin. "Let's make it interesting. Loser buys dinner tonight!"
Sofia's eyes sparkled. "Game on!"
I laughed, feeling carefree. "You're on!"
The afternoon flew by in a blur of fun and friendly competition.
As the sun began to set, we decided to cap off the night with a ride on the Ferris wheel.
We lined up for the Ferris wheel, excitement building. As we climbed into our carriage, Emilia squealed, "This is my favorite part!"
The wheel began to rotate, lifting us high above the park. Sofia gasped, "Wow, look at that view!"
I grinned, feeling the wind in my hair. "This is amazing!"
As we reached the top, the city lights twinkled like stars. Emilia snapped photos, capturing the moment.
After the Ferris wheel, we explored the park's evening attractions. We stumbled upon a mesmerizing light show, synchronized to music.
"Ooh, let's watch!" Sofia exclaimed.
We sat on a bench, mesmerized by the colorful display.
Next, we discovered a live band performing catchy covers. Emilia grabbed our hands, pulling us into the crowd.
We danced under the stars, laughing and singing along.
As the night wore on, the park transformed into an enchanting wonderland.
As we walked, we couldn't stop thinking about going to the haunted house. "Let's try the haunted house," Emilia said excitedly.
I felt goosebumps, remembering my previous experience. "Okay, but I'm not going in alone."
Sofia grinned mischievously. "Don't worry, we've got your back."
Just then, I collided with someone, and my face hit something hard. I winced in pain.
"Ow!" I exclaimed, clutching my nose.
My friends' eyes widened in shock. I looked up to see who blocked my way and hurt my nose.
My words stuck in my throat when I saw Romeo, our school's handsome senior, standing before me. His expression was unreadable.
I forced a smile, trying to play it cool. "Hi, sorry for hitting you just now. My bad."
Romeo's brow furrowed slightly, but he said nothing.
I quickly grabbed my friends and whispered, "Let's go."
As we fled, Emilia whispered, "What's wrong?"
I glanced back, ensuring Romeo wasn't following. "Just don't want any encounter and trouble with him."
Sofia nodded in understanding. "Got it."
"Let's just head home," I suggested, still rubbing my sore nose.
Emilia and Sofia nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's getting late anyway."
As we walked out of the amusement park, the evening lights faded behind us. We hailed a taxi and settled in for the ride home.
The silence was comfortable, each of us lost in thought.
When we reached my house, Emilia turned to me. "Night, take care of that nose."
Sofia smiled. "Text us tomorrow."
I waved goodbye as they continued their ride home.
Inside, Mum was waiting with a warm smile. "How was your day?"
"Fun, but eventful," I replied, sharing a brief account of the collision with Romeo.
Mum listened attentively, concern etched on her face. "Be careful around him, okay?"
I nodded, knowing her worries.
As I prepared for bed, my mind drifted back to Romeo. Why did our paths keep crossing?
I snuggled into bed, feeling the softness envelop me. My eyelids grew heavy, and I let out a contented sigh.
As I drifted off to sleep, Romeo's expressionless face flickered in my mind. But I was too tired to dwell on it.
Tomorrow was another day.
I fell asleep, surrounded by the quiet of the night.
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I fell into a deep sleep, exhausted from the day's events.
As I drifted off, my mind began to wander.
I found myself in a dream, in the dimly lit room.
I wake up in a dimly lit room. My heart skipped a beat when I saw someone sitting on the edge of the bed beside me, staring at me intently.
I tried to scream, but couldn't. He stood up and walked towards me, his movements fluid and deliberate.
"Selina," he whispered, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine.
He used his handsome, straight, slender fingers to gently remove my hair from my face. I trembled, trying to move away, but he grasped my chin, lifting my face to meet his gaze.
"Romeo," I whispered, my voice barely audible, as I saw his face.
His face moved closer to mine, his eyes fixed on my face and lips. As his face was about to reach mine, I woke up, sweating profusely.
My heart still racing, I lay in bed, trying to catch my breath. The dream felt so real.
I gasped, sitting up in bed, my heart racing. Sweat dripped from my forehead, and my sheets were damp.
Just a dream, I told myself, trying to calm down.
But Romeo's intense gaze lingered in my mind.
Why did I dream about him?
the sun has already rise.
I tossed off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed, feeling unsettled.
Mum knocked gently on my door. "Selina, breakfast is ready!"
I took a deep breath, shaking off the dream's residue. "Coming!"
As I washed my face and got dressed, Romeo's image haunted me.
Downstairs, Mum noticed my distraction. "Everything okay, sweetie?"
I forced a smile. "Just a weird dream."
Mum's concern was palpable. "Want to talk about it?"
I hesitated, unsure if I was ready to share.