Everyone has a different reason to remain at Blue Note in New York till midnight. Some people enjoy listening to jazz and drinking, some people expect to start a new relationship.
But SHE always chooses the farthest table from the jazz band and people. Actually, she does not use her vision to estimate physical distance but uses her hearing and smell to feel the distance between two hearts.
Tonight is not a special night; she orders a Martini as usual. When feeling that the band’s performance lacks of passion and wondering if she should leave early, she smells a familiar aroma.
It is the most unique and special fragrance that she has ever smelt. She traces this fragrance through the people. And finally she feels a man standing in front of her.
“Do I know you?” the man asks.
“Maybe not, but I can’t explain why your fragrance lets me feel so familiar, making a connection.”
“You mean…destiny?”
“Which brand of perfume do you spray?”
“My father sent it to me. He was a perfumer and passed away last year. ” He takes out the perfume from his jacket.
She touches and feels the shape of the bottle with a huge shock. She walks home as soon as she can, and leaves the man who is unaware of the situation.
She comes into her mother’s bedroom. Her mother has gone to sleep and does not notice that her daughter is going to tell her something. She does not plan to wake up her mother, and just puts two bottles of perfume together.
She comes into her mother’s bedroom. Her mother has gone to sleep and does not notice that her daughter is going to tell her something. She does not plan to wake up her mother, and just puts two bottles of perfume together.
“It is your Amour Destine’.” She is whispering.
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