“Alois, I love you so much!” Mary Elizabeth threw herself into his arms. He spun her around and then their lips touched each other.

At that moment, Mary passionately wished that Alois was her lifelong companion. It should have been him and not Henry, the man she didn’t love, but was forced to accept his proposal. At that time, marriages were arranged and Mary’s family wanted the rich merchant to be their son-in-law.

But now, standing in the street with her friend from the past, Mary felt free. As free as a bird in the air. While they were kissing, a flock of wood pigeons flew over them. It seemed as if the town was singing for them.

Dusk was falling and the sun was setting. It was time for the couple to part, because Mary had to go home and Alois had to finish his term paper in physics. She didn’t know if she would see him again, although deep down she hoped she would.

Just like it was written in her birth chart, the lover was the one she gave her true love to – and not her primary partner. (This is something I actually read in an astrological post online, and it relates to the position of the Moon in my own birth chart.)

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