Evelyn falling for Xavier

Evelyn had always been a wanderer—a seeker of hidden corners, forgotten stories, and serendipitous moments. Her journey to Canada was no different. Armed with a vintage leather journal and a heart full of curiosity, she stepped off the plane, her breath catching at the crisp Canadian air.

Maplewood, a quaint town nestled between towering pines and cobblestone streets, welcomed her with open arms. The locals spoke in hushed tones about the magic that lingered here—the kind that whispered secrets to those who listened.

On her first day, Evelyn decided to explore. She wandered past cozy cafes, their windows fogged with warmth, and art galleries adorned with vibrant paintings. The scent of freshly baked maple syrup waffles hung in the air, and she followed it like a breadcrumb trail.

As she turned a corner, she collided with someone—a forceful collision that sent her journal flying. Evelyn stumbled, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. And there he was: Xavier, with eyes the color of m