MELODY’S POV

Holding his hand and walking down the semi-busy street on a cold night would be the dream of every girl.

I could feel the love radiating from his eyes as he made a deliberate attempt to confine me to his side.

It was all his idea, this walk. He suggested we walk hand in hand round the city of Lakeside to take a look at the local market and maybe buy one or two local items from them.

Lakeside is a few kilometers from the village and on weekends, locals form shades around the streets to sell off their lovely local items. The market could run all through...