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โฅ ๐
๐๐๐พ๐ฝ ๐ป๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐๐๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ฝ ๐,๐๐๐,๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐๐๏ผ
๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ฉต
โโ ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ฐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ
๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐๐๐๐ซ๐จ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ณย ย ๐ง๐ฎ๐ซ๐ธ ๐ฒ๐ง๐จ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ด ๐ ๐ฑ๐ค ๐ง๐ฎ๐ณ๐ณ๐ณ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ด ๐ ๐ฑ๐ค ๐ถ๐ ๐ธ ๐ง๐ฎ๐ณ๐ณ๐ค๐ฑ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐กย ย ๐ฝ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐ฟ๐พ๐ผ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐จ ๐
๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐บ๐๐
๐๐๐ โค๏ธ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
๐ญ๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ข๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐๐๐๐พ๐๐๐ ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ธ๐๐ ๐ฝ๐พ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐บ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐บ๐ป ๐๐พ ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
โคฟ ๐ญ๐๐ฒ๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ข๐๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ฏ๐ฑ๐ค๐ณ๐ณ๐ธ ๐คฉ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ด ๐
๐๐ก๐ซ ๐๐ ๐จ ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ
๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ย ย ๐๐พ๐๐๐พ๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐๐
๐
๐ ๐'๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐บ๐๐พ (๐๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐๐พ๐ผ๐๐ฟ๐๐
๐
๐ ๐๐๐)
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฌ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
โคฟ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก ๐๐พ๐, ๐
๐๐๐พ?
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ย ย ๐จ๐ฟ ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐
๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐พ๐ ๐ผ๐บ๐
๐
๐พ๐ฝ ๐๐พ ๐
๐๐๐พ ๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐พ ๐ฝ๐๐พ ๐๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฟ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ฒ๐๐๐พ๐๐๐๐พ๐ ๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐พ๐ ๐๐๐พ ๐๐บ๐ ๐บ ๐๐บ๐๐๐๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐ป๐ฟ ๐ ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐พ๐ ๐ ๐ฝ๐ ๐๐๐ย
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ง๐ค๐ฑ ๐จ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ง๐ค๐ฑ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐จ๐ฟ ๐ณ๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐'๐ ๐๐บ๐๐๐ ๐๐พ๐ ๐จ ๐๐๐
๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐๐
๐๐พ ๐๐พ๐พ๐ฝ ๐บ ๐๐บ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐บ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
โคฟ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฅ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ย ย ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ซ๐ธ ๐ก๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ด๐ฆ๐ง๐ณ ๐ณ๐ง๐จ๐ฒ ๐ฃ๐ฑ๐ค๐ฒ๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐ฎ ๐ธ๐ฎ๐ด ๐ข๐ฎ๐ด๐ซ๐ฃ ๐ณ๐ ๐ช๐ค ๐จ๐ณ ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
โคฟ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ย ย ๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐
๐๐บ๐๐๐บ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐บ๐ ๐ฝ๐๐พ๐๐ ๐
๐๐
๐บ ๐๐บ๐๐ ๐บ๐ป ๐ญ
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐ผ๐บ๐'๐ ๐จ ๐
๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐พ ๐๐พ๐!?
๐ฃ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐ ๐๐พ๐๐
๐
เฉโฉโงโห ๐๐๐๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ ! โยทห เผ *
"๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐?" Lyla pointed towards the ice cream truck on the other side. Tom looked towards the ice cream truck, a wave of deja vu hitting him from the first time they got ice cream from a truck together. It was cold, so as Tom turned to look at Lyla to refuse, his heart melted at the puppy doll eyes she gave him.
"The crazy things you make me do." Tom softly chuckled, adjusting his jacket on Lyla's shoulder before placing his arms around her waist, the two carefully crossing over the road. As the two safely made it to the other side, Tom led Lyla towards the truck, the two waiting in the queue.
The two lovebirds patiently waited in the line for ice cream. Lyla slowed leaned her head on the Birmingham boy's shoulder, feeling herself getting tired as she let out a yawn. Upon hearing it, Tom looked down at the sleepy blonde girl, a soft smiling tugging up in the corner of his lips.
"Tired, love?" He asked his girlfriend, who hummed, gently wrapping her hand around Tom's biceps. The British boy nodded, softly kissing her forehead.
"She's a keeper." Tom looked over to see an elderly woman smiling at them in awe. The Birmingham boy slightly tilted his head, feeling a smile creep on his face. "Sorry if I startled you." The woman apologised to which Tom responded with an 'It's fine'.
"It's just I remember being so in love." She softly said, a twinkle in her eyes as she looked at the young couple before her. "Something also tells me you love her a lot." The woman told Tom, who nodded.
"I love her a lot." Tom smiled, looking down at the girl who was sleeping on his shoulder. He knew she wouldn't want ice cream anymore, so the Birmingham boy stepped out of the line. "What about you?" Tom asked, looking back at the elderly woman. "Anyone special?"
"Oh, my Luke passed a couple of years ago. He was the most amazing man ever. We had been together since we were children, so losing him hurt." The woman sadly said, but also passionately talked about her dead husband.
"I'm so sorry for your loss." Tom softly responded, feeling guilty that he even asked. The woman looked up at the Birmingham boy, lightly smiling at him.
"However, I am glad that true love still exists." She said after a moment of silence. "The way you look at her reminds me of the way Luke looked at me. It's beautiful."
Tom faintly blushed, staring down at the girl who was sleeping on his shoulder. Lyla really was the best thing that's ever been his. He was so in love with her.
"You better marry that girl." The elderly woman stated, adoring with how he looked at the Rose girl. Tom looked back at her and softly nodded. Honestly, Tom was ready to marry Lyla and he was ready to start a family, and in no matter of time there will be a ring on Lyla's finger.
"It was really lovely talking to you-" Tom paused, not knowing what her name was.
"Thea." The woman replied.
"Well, Thea, I'm Tom, and it was a pleasure meeting you." Tom grinned. The elderly woman, now known as Thea, smiled at the couple, before saying her goodbye and walking off. As Tom watched Thea walk off, he let out a soft sigh, leaning down and kissing Lyla's temple. Tom would forever remember Thea, and he was so going to tell Lyla all about her the next day.
เฉโฉโงโห ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ ! โยทห เผ *
๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐พ๐ฝ !
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๐๐๐พ๐ฝ ๐ป๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ณ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ซ ๐บ๐๐ฝ ๐,๐๐๐,๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐พ๐๐๏ผ
๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก ๐ธ๐๐ ๐บ๐๐พ ๐๐๐พ ๐ป๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐บ๐'๐ ๐พ๐๐พ๐ ๐ป๐พ๐พ๐ ๐๐๐๐พ โค๏ธ
โโ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐
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