It is those little things.

In all the months she’d spent looking for that ‘someone special’, never did she imagine bumping into him on the street outside her home.

Not only was he adorably attractive, but he shared her belief that the cracks in the pavement were crevices to Hell and shouldn’t be stood on.

She was in love.

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