It had just started drizzling as she walked towards the mall. To avoid getting rained upon, she took the pedestrian bridge. The bridge looked filthy and to her displease, it smelled. And now that she had come this far, she noticed how reckless and unthoughtful she was. Maybe she would have drained in the rain but at least the road would have kept her safe, where she would be surrounded by others. Here she was alone, and she doubted if anybody would pay attention if something goes wrong. Who knew what was awaiting her in unknown places. She did not have to be so reckless and so adventurous in the new places, she reminded herself. now there was no coming back so she nudged herself to move forward.

All this negativity instantly vanished the moment she looked at the view this bridge offered. At the end of the bridge, there rested a small single storied mall. The large parking area & garden look so huge. she tried to remember if she had ever seen this vacant area in her lifetime. Her previous city would not have provided this sort of luxury to any store, let alone this small mall. And right now that whole view looked so serene & pure as it soaked itself in the raindrops. She had always loved how everything sparkled and shined under streetlights when it rained. She loved the rain, always.

Lost in thoughts about the view and the rain, she had almost forgotten that she desperately needed to shop. Her hungry stomach grumbled again. From up above, she took in the view of the garden once again. The garden had beautiful bunches of small white flowers, which in this rain and streetlights looked liked pearls to her. She ran down towards them. And though it was raining now, and she had started getting wet, she stopped near it. And the night time, with the streetlight far away, those white flowers looked so pretty. They were white Bunches of pearls and she raised her hand to touch them. She took out a phone and struggled to take a picture. All this time, she had forgotten everything else, the rain, the hunger, the fact that she was soaking wet, or that, now her mobile would be damaged, but she didn't care. She wanted those flowers in her memory. As she managed to take a picture with a winning smile on her lips, somebody coughed near the bridge stairs. 

She turned to look and saw a tall man standing there with arms folded like he was almost enjoying his view. She threw him a dazzling smile, without realizing what was happening. Which turned into a shy smile as he moved closer and ogled at her. His stare reminded her that she was wet and she struggled under his stare. He came closer, smiled, and said, "Hi!! Please don't mind but I was looking at  you. And you and those flowers and everything that you were doing looked amazing, so beautiful that I couldn't help. Hi, I m Mark."

She was... Awestruck. A tall dark and handsome man was watching her with sparkly eyes and  looked very much intrigued, by the act of simply her caressing the flowers and taking their picture. She was at loss for words.... So she continued to stare back, now even the shy smile slowly diminishing. as if someone was sucking her breath away. There was be something in her expression, that drew him in. He extended his hand, touched her cheek, in the same way, that she had touched those flowers, and he whispered, 'I am sorry, I can't stop myself, I had to do it.' He moved closer, so close that she could hear his breathing. Without wasting a moment he bent his head and leveled himself to her and he put his lips on her mouth.