Alex, holding a scrap from Dora's notebook, couldn't believe what he saw.
He blamed himself for not being bold enough to ask Dora out all these while.
He rushed over to Dora's house, professed his love.
He was glad for the clue that encouraged him to do what is necessary.
This short story is my entry to Zapfic50Monday with the prompt scrap
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