The night was mundane; in the club a man and woman were engrossed in the other’s arms, swaying slowly on the soft-romantic music. The outer world had dissipated from their sight the moment they had laid their eyes on the other when the later had gone to receive his woman from her place for a night out. And as soon as his lady had stepped out in the porch looking ethereal in her lavender knee-length frock, he had forgotten everything around her. He gave her a tender kiss on her forehead which she returned with a small peck on his check, and no sooner on their way to the club, they had engrossed themselves in discussing the random stuff.
It was their second date and needless to say the man had felt that he was in love already and somewhat believed that even she was in love with him, but he
