Memories

As the door closed behind Adolph, a mix of emotions swirled within me. My heart raced in my chest, and I could feel the warmth of my cheeks turning a deep shade of red. The gentle touch of his lips on mine lingered, and I found myself lost in a whirlwind of thoughts and feelings.

Sinking onto my bed, I couldn't help but smile to myself. It was as if a fluttering feeling had taken up residence in my stomach, making my insides feel all fuzzy.

I brushed my fingers against my lips, still tingling from the soft press of his mouth against mine. It was my first kiss, a moment I had often wondered about and imagined in my daydreams. Though it hadn't unfolded exactly as I had imagined, it was magical in its own unique way.

As I lay back on my bed, closing my eyes, I let the memory of our kiss replay in my mind like a cherished movie scene. The way his hand had gently cupped my cheek, the way his lips had felt against mine – it was a moment frozen in time, etched into my memory.

A smile played