PEN DOWN OUT LOUD

Seated by the coffee table in the cozy café, Cappuccino in hand from delicate porcelain cups, my friends and I engaged, In ceaseless banter, chuckling at our shared tales, Amidst mirth, you caught my eye, across the room, Nestled at a corner, in the company of suited gentlemen, pens poised, notes in hand, "Business dealings," my presumption, as I observed the scene, With elbow on table, chin upon my palm, entranced by your gaze so captivating, Unbeknownst to me, that initial glance spun a reverie around me, a world of my own. A fairy tale unfurled, where all I beheld was a resplendent king. In you, the embodiment of my cherished dream.                 _Gla Maiyo_

Part 3 Hearts Entwined   The month passed, and the old man, having failed to prove his worth by losing the stone, was denounced as my intended husband. The elders were surprised when I presented the stone to my true love, but there was no denying the bond between us. With the stone back where it belonged, and with the support of our friends and families, we announced our intentions to marry. His friends, of course, were delighted, though they couldn’t resist teasing him about how long it had taken for us to admit our feelings. I often laughed along, realizing how blind I had been to his affection. But now, every glance, every touch between us was charged with the knowledge that we were meant to be. The following days were filled with anticipation and heartfelt moments. Our love blossomed in secret, cherished by the few who knew the truth of our bond. We would meet by the river that flowed gently through the village, its waters shimmering under the sun as we shared our dreams and ho...