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Heartbeat
It all started on a calm Saturday morning at church. I had just found my usual spot when I noticed him—tall, handsome, and impossible to ignore. His captivating eyes seemed to tell stories I longed to hear, and his smile… oh, his smile could rival the sunrise.
Smorton, the pastor's son, had a presence that drew everyone in, including me. Though he was a bit younger than me, he carried himself with such maturity and confidence that it was hard not to be drawn to him. His voice was smooth and soothing, the kind that could make even the dullest words sound poetic. Every time he spoke, my heart danced, but I never imagined he’d notice me.
That Saturday, after the service, he approached me. My heart began to race as his gaze locked onto mine. “Hey Christine,” he said with a smile that made the world blur, “can I have your number?”
I could hardly believe it. This dashing man, who seemed like someone out of a dream, wanted to talk to me? With shaky hands and a shy smile, I gave him my number, feeling as if I’d just handed over my heart.
From that moment, Smorton became an anchor in my life. He wasn’t just breathtakingly handsome—he was wise and thoughtful. He offered me advice about my studies, encouraged me to grow spiritually, and even reminded me to take care of my health. His words were full of kindness and care, and his unwavering belief in me was something I’d never experienced before.
Then one evening, as we talked over the phone, he said something that made my heart skip a beat. His voice was calm and steady as he said, “Christine, I don’t have any girlfriend apart from you.”
Those words washed over me like a warm embrace. I held the phone tightly, my heart pounding as I replayed his words in my mind. The sincerity in his voice left no room for doubt—he had chosen me. That moment was more than just an affirmation; it was a promise, one that made me feel deeply cherished and secure in his love.
Despite the slight age gap, Smorton made me feel like I was the only woman in the world for him. He valued me, supported me, and loved me in ways that felt like a dream. Every word he spoke, every smile he gave, every moment he shared reminded me how lucky I was to have him in my...
Smorton, the pastor's son, had a presence that drew everyone in, including me. Though he was a bit younger than me, he carried himself with such maturity and confidence that it was hard not to be drawn to him. His voice was smooth and soothing, the kind that could make even the dullest words sound poetic. Every time he spoke, my heart danced, but I never imagined he’d notice me.
That Saturday, after the service, he approached me. My heart began to race as his gaze locked onto mine. “Hey Christine,” he said with a smile that made the world blur, “can I have your number?”
I could hardly believe it. This dashing man, who seemed like someone out of a dream, wanted to talk to me? With shaky hands and a shy smile, I gave him my number, feeling as if I’d just handed over my heart.
From that moment, Smorton became an anchor in my life. He wasn’t just breathtakingly handsome—he was wise and thoughtful. He offered me advice about my studies, encouraged me to grow spiritually, and even reminded me to take care of my health. His words were full of kindness and care, and his unwavering belief in me was something I’d never experienced before.
Then one evening, as we talked over the phone, he said something that made my heart skip a beat. His voice was calm and steady as he said, “Christine, I don’t have any girlfriend apart from you.”
Those words washed over me like a warm embrace. I held the phone tightly, my heart pounding as I replayed his words in my mind. The sincerity in his voice left no room for doubt—he had chosen me. That moment was more than just an affirmation; it was a promise, one that made me feel deeply cherished and secure in his love.
Despite the slight age gap, Smorton made me feel like I was the only woman in the world for him. He valued me, supported me, and loved me in ways that felt like a dream. Every word he spoke, every smile he gave, every moment he shared reminded me how lucky I was to have him in my...
