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Falling for Miss Director

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

Favour_9_Olajide · Urban
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84 Chs

The nurse

"Hey, I am not going to allow your grandfather to separate us in that manner. You'll see, once they ask who your favorite person is, you will be calling me with joy—my present is ten times better than your grandfather's."

"But you already know that I adore you ten thousand times more than I adore Grandpa. I will give Grandpa a little bit, please." Anna said with a pouty lip.

"I really like it that way, huh. Alright, then," Truce said, his cheeks bursting with a broad smile.

Soon after, they all got into a chat, and in the middle of it, they heard a knock at the door. The three of them all turned to face the door; Truce summoned the person, and as the doorknob turned, a nurse entered the room.

As he entered the room with a trolley, he bent his head and covered his face with a nose mask.

Truce asked, "Did someone call you here?" Sydney looked at the nurse while Anna played with her toys.

"I do not remember asking for a nurse," Sydney said.