The train pulled into the station.

I could not wait until he got off the train.

I held the photo he sent me just a month ago.

So handsome and so strong looking in the face.

Our coversation’s online was so meaningful and so moving at times. I felt I knew him all my life.

I kept waiting for him to get off, everyone had someone waiting for them at the station.

I moved towards the let off point of the train, I did not want him to miss my facial exspression when he saw me.

I had butterfly’s in my stomach.

Ok, here he comes, so I thought.

There was a man with an black trench coat standing on the plat form in front of me.

I started to get a funny feeling about this.

He look at me and then at his hand. He seem to recognize me.

Oh, this cannot be him. He looks nothing like his photo.

“Siera!”

What should I do, he is calling my name.

I smiled at him, and said yes, I am Siera who are you?

“I am Daniel, silly!”

“Daniel who?”

Was she right in her reaction?

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