The air buzzed with the scent of blooming flowers and the distant hum of city life as Ella crossed the park, her eyes fixed on the ground, lost in the rhythm of her headphones. It was just another mundane Saturday, another day filled with errands and coffee runs. And then, out of nowhere, there he was-Dylan, standing just off the path, a mischievous grin playing at the corners of his lips. Their paths collided in a tangle of arms and laughter. "Oops," he said, steadying her with a hand on her elbow. "I didn't see you there." Ella glanced up, ready to brush off the accident with a sarcastic retort, but something about his eyes caught her off guard. They were warm and a little wild, the kind of eyes that seemed to see straight through to her core. "Clearly," she shot back, though a smile tugged at her lips. Dylan's grin widened. "Well, that's the start of a good story, at least." "Yeah, if your idea of a good story involves spilling coffee all over your new dress." "Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of fate and random chance." Ella arched an eyebrow, surprised by the seriousness in his voice. "Fate, huh?" "Yeah," he said, sliding his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "I mean, if it weren't for that accidental collision, I wouldn't have found you." She rolled her eyes, but something in her chest fluttered anyway. "And if you're going to try to sell me on destiny, you might want to work on your sales pitch." "Noted," he said, shifting closer. "But maybe you'll let me buy you a coffee to make up for it?" "Fine," she said, trying to ignore the way her heart had already made the decision for her. "But don't think this lets you off the hook for stepping on my shoe."
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