23. The Enigma of Love

Ema's pov -

As I sit in my room, my heart racing with anticipation, I can't help but think about Michael. It's been a month since that fateful day in the hospital, the day I first laid eyes on him. Since then, he has become a constant presence in my thoughts, my dreams, and even my social media feeds.

I grab my phone and open my favorite news app, searching for any updates about him. My fingers tremble with excitement as I scroll through the headlines, hoping to catch a glimpse of his name or picture. It may sound obsessive, but I can't help myself. Michael has become an addiction—a captivating enigma that I can't resist.

And then there are his pictures on social media. I find myself scrolling through his profile, studying each photo with an intensity that borders on obsession. His physique is nothing short of extraordinary—strong, chiseled features, a mesmerizing smile that can light up a room. I can't help but drool over him, my heart skipping a beat every time I see his posts.

B