170: Romance on the subway_3

Owen Moreland watched the bright light in the girl's eyes and pursed his lips without speaking, which to Amelia Clarke seemed like an acknowledgment.

She couldn't quite describe her emotions at the moment, they were a bit complex, and also a bit... joyful.

Even though she had experienced things at a young age that some people might not encounter in a lifetime, her age was there to see, a twenty-year-old girl, no matter how calm and mature, was still a girl, with the same longing for beautiful and romantic things deep in her heart as most young girls.

Amelia Clarke carefully stepped over the beautiful and delicate flowers, suddenly feeling a bit of heartache.

What a waste.

The subway doors closed with a 'whoosh', and as the subway started moving, Amelia Clarke stumbled and nearly lost her balance; Owen Moreland stepped forward and caught her tilting body.