The moonbeams of the sky lit up Hana's room. She was getting ready for bed, as she had an important meeting tomorrow morning. Hana lay down in a warm and cottony bed, like a cloud, and settled into a night's sleep. She began to have a strange but exciting dream. She stood in a coffee shop and waited for her order. After a couple of moments, a girl knocked her down and gave her order. Hana turned sharply and crashed into someone. The lid of a drink opened and spilled onto someone's clothes. "Lord God, I’m sorry. Please, I didn’t mean to," she said.
She fell silent when she felt something was wrong, because the coffee was hot, but the man didn’t even say a word. She had to raise her head to look the man in the eyes, as he was much taller than her. My thoughts flashed *he?* while she was looking at him and thinking about his facial features. She noticed that he had a tattoo on his right arm. It was impossible to see the face as it was blurry.
Hannah woke up to the sound of someone walking on her with my little paws. It was the cat Neil, who woke up his owner every day five minutes before the alarm clock. She, as usual, began to tell that she was dreaming, and Neil looked at her as if every day he constantly created such situations. And then, when the alarm clock rang, Hannah began her morning routine. She loved to listen to music 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, and on this day, there was no doubt. She turned on the speaker and started preparing breakfast. There's an hour left before the meeting with Hannah, who's almost ready. "Neil, behave well for your elder," she said. Neil purred in response and listened to his owner's gaze.
The cold frost hit Hannah in the face as she left the house. Well, of course, what else can you expect if winter comes. Light snow flew through the clouds, and snowflakes fell on the fur of warm street cats. Hannah decided to pop into the coffee shop with 30 minutes left before the meeting. She ordered coffee, and the girl immediately gave her order. “Such a strange feeling of déjà vu,” Hannah thought and turned around sharply, she crashed into someone, everything happened with such precision as in her snow, the drink spilled on the person in front. "Sorry..I didn't mean to," she interrupted herself. The same tattoo was on the man exactly in a dream, just as tall, and Hana had to raise her head again. The guy looked at her with green eyes, thick eyebrows, and blond hair. "Are you okay?" Aaron said and looked at Hannah with concern.
Hannah was speechless; everything that was happening now had already happened to her. Aaron said, without waiting for an answer, “I need to run, I’m late for a meeting.” “Wait, what’s the name of the person you’re dating?” Aaron looked at her questioningly. “Hannah, what do you need this for?” “It looks like you don’t need to rush anywhere anymore.”
That's how Hannah got married to Aaron two years later. Every time she tells the story, he calls her a little witch and says that they discovered their soul mates.
Bot can you check grammar and add beautiful words and don’t took away the dialogs
The moonbeams of the sky illuminated Hana's room as she prepared for bed, knowing she had an important meeting awaiting her in the morning. Nestling into her warm, cloud-like cotton bed, she drifted off to sleep, entering a strange yet thrilling dream.
In her dream, Hana found herself in a bustling coffee shop, eagerly awaiting her order. Suddenly, a young woman bumped into her, handing her the coffee she had been waiting for. Startled, Hana turned abruptly and collided with a tall man, causing the lid of her drink to open and spill onto his clothes. "Oh goodness, I'm terribly sorry. I didn't mean to," she apologized.
As she looked up at the man, she realized something was amiss. Despite the hot coffee staining his clothes, he remained silent. Hana could not see his face clearly, but noticed a tattoo on his right arm. Her thoughts raced as she studied his features, wondering about the mysterious stranger.
Hana was abruptly awakened by the gentle padding of her cat Neil, who had a habit of rousing her just before the alarm clock sounded. Recounting her dream to the feline, Neil regarded her with a knowing gaze, almost as if this scenario played out frequently. With the alarm now ringing, Hana began her morning ritual, accompanied by her ever-faithful companion.
Stepping outside, the biting cold of winter greeted Hana, with light snowflakes dancing through the air. Seeing the fluffy street cats adorned with snowflakes, she decided to grab a coffee before her meeting. As she ordered, a sense of déjà vu washed over her. Turning suddenly, she collided with a man just as in her dream, causing a drink to spill on his clothes once again. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to," Hana stammered, noticing the familiar tattoo on his arm.
The man, named Aaron, looked at her with concern, asking if she was alright. Hana was speechless, realizing the uncanny similarities between reality and her dream. Sensing his urgency to leave for a meeting, she stopped him with a question about his significant other. Confusion flashed across Aaron's face, but Hana's words seemed to halt his rush.
Two years later, Hana and Aaron were married, their love story a testament to fate and soulmates found in unexpected places. As she recounts the tale, Aaron affectionately calls her a "little witch," embracing the magic of their connection.