Beloved?

Date: 6/9/2020

I'm sitting at a table in a hotel with my mom. A young man, whom I had my eye on, came over and sits next to me. My mother begins talking about how I should do this and that, encouraging me to engage with him but completely embarrassing me right in front of him. I walk away, frustrated and with tears in my eyes. As I rush away, I notice he has followed me and begins to comfort me, telling me that's it's okay and that he actually admires me too. At this point we're face to face and I realize I adore him. End.