Marinette's  POV:

   I  stood before my bedroom window.

  I  glanced outside.

I saw him standing there.

I noticed him stop for a moment.

I  watched as he read it.

Wow, he is the first person to read it.

  Perhaps, he is my prince charming.

  I  sure hope so.

 It has been a while since I felt love.

I  have been alone since age ten.

I  sighed.

I   felt a tear fall as he walks away.

I closed the blinds out of fear.

Fear to face the truth. I  sat on the floor. I was not sure what else to do.

 I  heard a voice call out, "I will find her."

  I  stood up. I went out the door to the beach.

  I ran to him.

  I did not say a word.

 I  was not sure what to say.

  I  sat in the sand.

 I   wrote my name.

 I looked up to hear him say, "Hi, I am Adrien."

 "So, you are the one who left the letter."

    "What do you mean?"

   "Come on, do not be shy now."

    I act as if I am clueless.

   "I know you are the one who wrote it."

    "See, I took a photo of it with my camera."

     I nodded my head. 

    "My name is Marinette."

      "It is great to meet you, Adrien."

       Little did I know that encounter was the start of new beginnings.  

       I  had no clue that in a few years from then I would be happily married and have four children, a hamster, a goldfish, and a carnary.

     Well, goodbye now.

    Until the  next,

two-shot story,

bye-bye, little owlets!

Summer out!