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Enchanting Love

The first snowflake fell quietly, almost unnoticed, in the bustling heart of Paris.

By Dabasish PalPublished 26 days ago 4 min read
Enchanting Love
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The first snowflake fell quietly, almost unnoticed, in the bustling heart of Paris. The city's famed Eiffel Tower stood tall and majestic, its lights twinkling against the darkening sky. The Seine River, usually lively with boats and laughter, was now serene, reflecting the emerging snowflakes in its gentle waves.

In a cozy little café on Rue Saint-Honoré, Marie sat by the window, her hands wrapped around a steaming cup of hot chocolate. She watched the snow dance gracefully outside, feeling a sense of peace wash over her. Paris was magical, but there was something even more enchanting about it on a snowy night.

Marie had moved to Paris from Lyon a few months ago to pursue her dream of becoming an artist. The city had welcomed her with open arms, but she often found herself feeling lonely amidst the sea of faces. Tonight, however, the city felt different—intimate and personal, as if it was sharing a secret with her.

As she gazed out the window, lost in her thoughts, the door of the café jingled open, and a gust of cold air followed a tall, handsome man inside. He shook off the snow from his coat and looked around, his eyes landing on Marie. He smiled, a warm and genuine smile that made her heart skip a beat.

"Excusez-moi, is this seat taken?" he asked, his accent revealing him to be a fellow Frenchman.

Marie shook her head, blushing slightly. "Non, please, sit."

"Merci," he said, removing his coat and draping it over the back of the chair. "I'm Antoine. It's quite a night, isn't it?"

"Marie," she introduced herself. "Yes, it's beautiful. Paris in the snow is like something out of a dream."

Antoine nodded, his eyes sparkling with agreement. "I just finished a late shift at the hospital. I'm a doctor. Nights like these make the city feel alive in a different way."

They talked for hours, sharing stories about their lives, their dreams, and their love for Paris. Marie found herself captivated by Antoine's passion for his work and his gentle, kind demeanor. He, in turn, was fascinated by her artistic spirit and the way her eyes lit up when she spoke about her paintings.

As the night wore on, the snow continued to fall, blanketing the city in a soft, white embrace. Antoine glanced outside and then back at Marie. "Would you like to take a walk with me? The city is too beautiful to miss tonight."

Marie hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "I'd love to."

They bundled up and stepped out into the snowy night. The streets of Paris were quiet, the usual hustle and bustle subdued by the snowfall. They walked in comfortable silence, the only sound being the crunch of snow under their feet.

They reached the Pont des Arts, the famous pedestrian bridge adorned with thousands of love locks. Antoine stopped and looked out over the Seine, the snowflakes shimmering in the streetlights. "Do you believe in love at first sight, Marie?"

She looked at him, her heart pounding. "I don't know. I think love is something that grows over time, through shared moments and experiences."

Antoine smiled. "Wise words. But sometimes, the heart knows before the mind does."

They continued their walk, the conversation flowing easily between them. Marie felt a connection with Antoine that she hadn't felt with anyone in a long time. It was as if they had known each other for years, not just a few hours.

As they reached the steps of the Sacré-Cœur Basilica, Antoine took Marie's hand. "Let's go up. The view from the top is breathtaking, especially on a night like this."

They climbed the steps, their breaths visible in the cold air. When they reached the top, they were greeted by a panoramic view of Paris, the city lights twinkling beneath a blanket of snow.

Marie gasped. "It's incredible."

Antoine wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. "Yes, it is."

They stood there, taking in the beauty of the city, their hearts beating in unison. Marie felt a warmth spread through her, despite the cold. She knew that this moment, this night, was something she would cherish forever.

Antoine turned to her, his eyes soft and tender. "Marie, I know we just met, but I feel like I've known you forever. There's something special about you, about us. I can't explain it, but I don't want this night to end."

Marie looked up at him, her heart full. "I feel the same way, Antoine. This night, it feels like a beginning."

He leaned in, his lips brushing hers in a gentle, tender kiss. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, connected by something deep and unspoken.

When they finally pulled away, Antoine smiled. "Let's make a promise, here and now. No matter what happens, we'll always remember this night, this moment."

Marie nodded, her eyes shining with tears of happiness. "I promise."

They stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, as the snow continued to fall, painting the city in a soft, white glow. Paris, the city of love, had woven its magic once again, bringing two souls together on a snowy night.

As they walked back down the steps of the Sacré-Cœur, hand in hand, Marie felt a sense of hope and possibility. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that with Antoine by her side, anything was possible.

That night, as they parted ways, Antoine promised to call her the next day. Marie watched him walk away, her heart light and full. She turned back to look at the city, the snow still falling gently.

Paris had given her a gift—a night of magic, a night of love. And as she walked back to her apartment, she knew that this was only the beginning of her story, a story that had started on a snowy night in Paris.

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Dabasish Pal

Hey there, story lovers! I'm Dabasish Pal, and I write the kind of stories that keep you up way past your bedtime ( don't worry, I've been there too!). Get ready for some twist, turns and maybe even few feels.

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  • Tithi Pal26 days ago


  • What an enchanting love story! I loved this love story! Good work! Fantastic! Amazing!

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