#WritcoStoryPrompt75
He fell for her the moment he saw her at the bookstore.

It was a chilly winter afternoon, and the streets were bustling with people rushing to find warmth and comfort. Amidst the chaos, a small, quaint bookstore stood out, its windows filled with stacks of dusty old books and the faint scent of coffee wafting out into the air.

Max, a book lover and writer, had stumbled upon the bookstore while searching for a rare edition of his favorite...