My Hockey Alpha



As we walked, we stumbled upon a summer festival in a small park. Colorful streamers fluttered in the wind, and lanterns adorned the stalls and trees, creating a magical atmosphere. The air was filled with the sound of

laughter and music, a lively contrast to the serenity of the ocean nearby.

"Wow," I breathed, my eyes taking in the vibrant scene. "This is beautiful."

Enzo smiled, his hand finding mine. "It's not every day you get to stumble upon something like this."

We meandered through the festival, soaking in the sights and sounds. There were stalls selling everything from handmade jewelry to local street foods. The smell of food wafted through the air, mixing with the salty ocean breeze.

"Look, they're selling lanterns," Enzo pointed to a stall where people were gathering. "Want to set one off?" I nodded enthusiastically. "That would be lovely."

We approached the stall, and Enzo picked out a lantern. It was simple yet beautiful, adorned with delicate patterns that would glow once lit. The vendor handed us a small candle to place inside.

Enzo carefully lit the candle, and we watched as the lantern slowly filled with air, growing brighter. "Ready?" he asked.

"Ready," I replied, feeling a sense of excitement.

Together, we released the lantern, watching as it rose into the night sky, its light joining the others already floating up high. It was a breathtaking sight, the lanterns like stars against the dark canvas of the night.

I turned to Enzo, about to comment on the beauty of it all, but the words died on my lips. He was looking at me, his eyes reflecting the lantern's light, filled with an emotion I couldn't quite place.

"What?" I asked, a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth.

He took a step closer, his gaze never leaving mine. "I just... I love you, Nina. I'm sorry for making you feel like I'm unhappy."NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

My heart fluttered at his words. "Enzo..."

"I mean it," he continued. "You're everything to me. I might be worried about how fast everything is happening, but that doesn't change how I feel about you. About us. And about our baby."

I felt a lump form in my throat, touched by his words. "I love you too, Enzo. More than anything."

He leaned in, and our lips met in a kiss that felt like it sealed away all the doubts and fears. It sent a tingle down my spine, as though a piece of his soul had just collided with mine. I leaned into him and wrapped my arms around his neck, and the rest of the world faded away. Suddenly, it was just the two of us, our lips, and our lantern floating up into the sky.

When we finally pulled away, I rested my head against his chest, listening to the steady beating of his heart. "This was a perfect evening," I murmured.

"Hey, it's not over yet," he said, a hint of mischief in his voice. "There's still so much of the festival to see." Hand in hand, we continued to explore the festival. We tried some of the street food, our fingers and lips becoming sticky with powdered sugar. I got a bit on my cheek, and Enzo kissed it away, although his sticky lips just made it worse. We laughed as we watched a street performer do magic tricks, and paused to listen to someone playing the guitar on a bench.

As we wandered, I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. Despite the uncertainties that lay ahead, moments like these were a reminder of the joy and beauty in our lives.

"We should do things like this more often," I said, looking up at Enzo.

"We will," he promised. "Once everything settles down, we'll make more time for moments like these."

I nodded, feeling hopeful about the future. No matter what it held, I knew that as long as we were together, we could face anything.