After a long day of going around Paris and meeting new friends, Taylor and I are back at our hotel. It seems that he had a good time earlier. But now, he's deep into his thoughts and just looking out the balcony. I went to ask him but also got mesmerized by the view.
"Wow, this is why you're so quiet!" I told him and looked at the view as well.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" He asks without looking at me.
"Yeah, now I know why it's called the city of love!" I absent-mindedly told him.
Taylor chuckled but didn't answer. When you're seeing something pretty, it's hard to find words to describe it. The Eiffel Tower is beautiful during the day. But it has a different vibe at night which makes me want to also be romantic. He pulled me closer to him and I didn't even protest.
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