And I Love Her

By H.W. Sweeting

In the heart of the bustling city, amidst the shimmering skyline of Dubai, Alexander had built his life. For nearly two decades, he had immersed himself in the world of cars, navigating the intricate web of deals and negotiations with finesse. Yet, amidst the glitz and glamour of the Emirates. there lingered a distant call from his homeland, where memories of his past and dreams of his future converged.

On a warm summer evening, as the golden rays of the setting sun bathed the city in a soft glow, Alexander found himself boarding a plane for home. The occasion was special, his sister's wedding, a joyous celebration that beckoned him back to the familiar streets and faces he had longed to revisit.

As he stepped off the plane and into the embrace of New York City, Alexander felt a rush of emotions flood over him. The sights, the sounds, and the scents of home enveloped him like a warm blanket, stirring memories tucked away in the corners of his mind.

But amidst the flurry of reunions and festivities, there was one encounter that would alter the course of Alexander's life forever. It was a chance meeting, a serendipitous collision of two souls amidst the chaos of celebration. Stephanie, with her friendly demeanor and sparkling eyes, seemed to breathe new life into Alexander's world, igniting a spark that had long lain dormant within him.

Little did he know, their meeting was not just a twist of fate, but the beginning of an extraordinary journey filled with love, laughter, and endless posibilities.

• Language: English
• Publisher: H.W. Sweeting
• Release date: Apr 30, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224380886

H.W. Sweeting

I was born in the beautiful island of the Bahamas and relocated to Florida for more than 40 years. My passion into reading all kinds of reading materials and my love to music, inspired me to create books.  I've been writing since high school, and was taken the opportunity to share my gift to all readers of all sort of life. I am retired and celebrating life to the fullest. Let us never forget that to love and be loved is the most rewarding part of our lives. Happy people are those who are satisfied with their love life.

Book preview

Chapter 1 - My Arrival

Alex’s POV 

After two decades spent tirelessly pursuing my dreams in the bustling city of Dubai, returning home was not just a journey, it was the culmination of a lifetime of hard work, determination, and unwavering perseverance.

I had returned for a momentous occasion—my sister’s wedding.

I keep my return a closely guarded secret from my family, as the anticipation of the surprise brews within me.

As the plane touched down at the familiar airport of my hometown, a wave of nostalgia swept through me, prompting me to close my eyes and surrender to the flood of memories that engulfed my mind. With each passing moment, I felt myself slipping further into the depths of reverie, transported back to the carefree days of my childhood.

And as the cabin was filled with the buzz of disembarkation, I took a moment of quiet reflection. I know that no matter where life may lead me, the memories of my childhood will always serve as a guiding light, illuminating the path back to the place I called home. Suddenly, a gentle tap on my shoulder roused me from my thoughts, and I opened my eyes to find a member of the airline crew standing before me, a concerned expression on her face.

Excuse me, Sir. We’ve noticed you’re still on board. Is everything alright?

I was startled, I blink a few times before focusing on the crew member. Oh, yes, everything’s fine. I was just lost in thought for a moment there.

No problem at all. We’re about to close the aircraft. Are you ready to disembark?

Yes, I suppose I am. Thank you, I replied, feeling a pang of reluctance to leave the cocoon of my memories.

Take your time. We’ll wait for you, she added, offering me a reassuring smile.

After gathering my belongings, I follow the crew member off the plane, leaving behind the memories but carrying the warmth of their comfort with me.

Then, stepping off the plane into that tarmac of my hometown airport felt surreal, like entering a portal to a distant yet achingly familiar past. The air carried hints of memories long buried beneath layers of time, stirring emotions I had thought dormant. Outside, the landscape stretched out before me, unchanged yet subtly transformed by the passage of years. With each step, I felt the threads of my past weaving themselves around me, drawing me inexorably closer to the heart of my roots.

After deciding to spend a day in a hotel, I opted for the best hotel in the city and swiftly made my way to the airport lobby. As I stepped outside, the bustling scene greeted me, but amidst the chaos, I noticed a chauffeur holding a sign bearing my name. A flicker of surprise crossed my face, followed by a sense of intrigue. With a nod of acknowledgment, I approached the chauffeur, and he led me to the waiting vehicle with a welcoming smile.

As I sat back in the plush comfort of the vehicle, my gaze wandered out the window, taking in the breathtaking skyline of New York City. The towering skyscrapers stretched towards the heavens, each one a testament to the city’s enduring spirit of innovation and progress. I marveled at the diversity of architectural styles, from the timeless elegance of Art Deco masterpieces to the sleek lines of modern marvels that seemed to defy the laws of physics.

Startled from the reverie, I realized that we had arrived at our destination. The chauffeur’s voice broke through my thoughts, and I glanced out the window to see the imposing façade of the hotel looming before us. For a moment, I was taken aback by the sheer magnificence of the building, its grandeur and elegance leaving me speechless.

Thank you for the ride. The hotel looks incredible, I informed the chauffeur as I am about to stepped out from the vehicle.

You’re welcome, Sir. Enjoy your stay, he murmured, his eyes beaming with gratitude.

As I stepped into the hotel lobby, I was immediately struck by the grandeur of the surroundings. The opulent décor and elegant furnishings exuded an air of luxury and sophistication that was truly awe-inspiring. As I approached the front desk, a friendly attendant greeted me with a warm smile and handed me my hotel key card.

Seeking respite from the whirlwind of emotions and the weariness that clung to my bones, I found sanctuary in the quiet embrace inside my hotel room. The plush comfort of the bed welcomed me like an old friend, offering solace to my aching body that had weathered the journey home. Outside, the world continued its ceaseless rhythm, yet