The next morning, Zooni prepared the order as promised. The rich aroma of chocolate drifted through the entire house, but today, Zooni's focus was less on her work and more on her phone.
She called the rider and explained Abraham's address.
**Zooni:** (To the rider) "Bhaiya, please make sure to call me once this is delivered. And tell him this extra treat is a compliment from 'Zooni's Cocoa Bliss'."
After the rider left, Zooni took a deep breath. "You're crazy, Zooni. You could have easily gone yourself, but no... you're just scared." She looked at herself in the mirror. With her **5'8" fit frame** and sharp look, she looked like a model, yet her heart was still like that of a cautious child—one who thought a hundred times before letting anyone get close.
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**Snapchat Ping!**
**Abraham:** "A rider? Seriously? You mean to tell me a 6-foot guy got all dressed up and ready, and you sent a poor delivery rider instead?"
**Zooni:** "Rules are rules, Mr. Determined. I told you, I don't meet strangers. Enjoy your chocolates!"
**Abraham:** "The chocolates are amazing, Zooni. By the way, does your Mama prefer Dark Chocolate or Milk Chocolate?"
Zooni's fingers froze over the screen. *"How does he know my Mama likes chocolate?"*
**Zooni:** "How do you know that? And why are you asking?"
**Abraham:** "Because since you sent a rider, I've sent a small 'Return Gift' back with him for your Mama. She's a teacher, right? I think she'll like this stationery and chocolate combo."
Zooni's heart thudded in her chest. This guy wasn't just talking; he was finding ways to weave himself into the fabric of her life.
**Zooni:** "Abraham... you're moving very fast. We only started talking yesterday."
**Abraham:** "Not fast, Zooni... just 'Sincere.' You're on your own, handling everything yourself; I know it's hard for you to trust someone. But remember? I'm 6 feet tall—my heart is bound to be a little bigger than your expectations."
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Smiling, Zooni set her phone aside. That evening, when the rider returned, he was indeed carrying a beautifully wrapped package. A note was tucked inside:
> *"For the lady who raised a 'Lioness.' From: The Software Engineer who is still waiting for a face-to-face meeting."*
Zooni read the note, and that **bold, excited** smile returned to her face. She had made up her mind.
**Zooni:** (Picking up her phone to type) "Okay, Abraham. Next week, I have a chocolate stall at the City Mall exhibition. If you have the courage, come there. Find me, recognize me, and we can finally meet. I won't be alone; there will be plenty of people around."
**Abraham:** "Challenge accepted, Miss Cocoa. Get ready, because when we meet, the pride you take in your height will melt away the moment you look into my eyes. And mark my words—I *will* recognize you."
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**Cliffhanger:**
Zooni had thrown down the gauntlet, but she had no idea that Abraham wasn't just a software engineer. He might just be the "Anonymous Sponsor" of that very exhibition.