Love Began with the First Meeting

With growing curiosity and concern, Molly watched him run away abruptly. She didn't know what Brian was up to and couldn't help walking there to understand what was happening when she heard some noise coming from inside. It surprised her to see the whole mess inside with clothes all over the floor. Molly gazed from one end of the closet to another before she finally fixed her eyes on Brian.

Brian asked impatiently with an underlying sense of anger,"Where are the gloves?"

Molly frowned and pointed instinctively at a drawer on the bench's bottom in the closet. Brian's face grew pale, as he had checked out every part of the closet except this drawer which was the right one.

Brian grabbed the gloves, put them on Molly's hands and pulled her outside. He pressed a button on his way out. All of a sudden, the dark yard which previously had only one single light was now lit up even the snow began to sparkle under the illuminating colored lights.

Standing in the yard, Molly, dressed in a thick coat which was keeping her warm and comfortable, looked around curiously and then looked at Brian who was still dressed in the suit with a frown as if to ask what he was up to.

"Aren't you happy? I remember the last time we made snowmen together you seemed pretty happy. Let's do it again and enjoy these moments!" Brian talked down to her almost like he was a king who was rewarding his servant. But in contrary, his expression indicated his embarrassment.

Brian almost like he spoke in a foreign language. Just to confirm what she just heard, she pointed at Brian, herself and then the snow. It

now and you just had fever. You can't stay outside for too long, it will worsen your condition," replied Brian

heart, Molly's nose

of tears yet again. He walked up to her, wiped her tears away and said,"Okay, okay. There's no rush. You can play as long as you want. Just please stop crying," he consoled her in a deep voice.

cherish every minute now on like it was the last moment

making the entire scene appear so romantic. There was no room for depression on such a beautiful snowy night. Molly was making a snowman while Brian stood still, watching her engrossed with it. She came to him with an angry face like a child as she pointed at the snow as if she was saying,"You said you would make

there with her. What more could he, the boss of XK Intelligence Agency, be asked for? He was so

a queen who was demanding Brian to help her. If he didn't come forward,

them were willing to back down, in the yard covered with snow. Molly knew she had to leave soon, so she wanted to leave with happy memory of them making snowmen together just for her sake. But evidently Brian was not thinking in the