MR ROMANTIC
How did you guys meet? The young ladies sitting around Tracey asked, unable to hide their excitement. She stared at their 'curiosity painted' faces, before wearing that beautiful smile of hers and fumbling with the expensive engagement ring on her finger.
'well', she began... I had gone to the mall on that faithful day, 'mind you' she continued we weren't particularly wealthy, but we could afford short trips to the mall now and then.
On my way out of the mall that faithful day, "I saw him". Her last statement though brief seemed to get the attention of the girls, as their attention increased a notch, and they stared on like they were watching their favourite 'Telemundo'.
He was as fair as the sun, she continued. And my heart skipped a beat the first time my eyes engaged his. I thought of ways to get his attention, and Aha! A brilliant thought came to mind, maybe I should fall right in front of him, so he would pick me up. Hmm... But after much thought, I gave up the idea.
I wish I could lie to you like many other brides to be do, but no, I wouldn't. When I first met Derek, I had no idea he was going to be 'the one'. But going back to that day, well... He talked to me first and it seemed I didn't have to practically get his attention after all, I already had it.
He volunteered to help me carry my shopping bag as we walked and I stared at him with pity, "how can a guy so dangerously sculptured in perfection, with an intimidating unrivalled beauty" ( mind you my Derek is more than handsome, he is beautiful in every way) stoop so low I thought. It was shocking! I didn't want to believe that the good looking young man beside me was a thief! And laughter spread all over the small Hall.
"Anyway", Tracey continued, I politely declined and he went to the parking lot to talk to a guy in a very flashy car, after which he ran to catch up with me. "where do you live?" he had asked, and I told him, without putting up a fight. "wow... What a coincidence he had said, I live there too, he continued.
We boarded a bus, and he paid the fare for both of us. I walked home, and he walked beside me " saying that the evening was full of surprises". I couldn't believe how close our houses were to each other, I got to my house and he said his was farther front and we bade each other goodbye.
But Anytime I came out to run an errand for my parents, I did see him around every morning and even though I looked messy, he would hold my hand during the walks. And with the long walks, came the growth of our love, firmer and stronger each day... "Aww...." the coven of young women gathered around her chorused.
My childhood was hard, so I promised myself that I wasn't going to marry a poor or struggling man, he had to be rich or nothing else. But here I found myself falling for Derek who was from the same background as me. But I was willing to take the risks because my Derek is bright, hardworking and intelligent. I had no doubt he was going to achieve all his dreams.
But I received the shock of my life the night Derek proposed, my Derek was(is) a billionaire! and it sounded like fiction to my ears. On the day we met, the young man in the flashy car was his chauffeur, he didn't live in the same neighbourhood as I did, he lied! He was so smart, I didn't notice that I was leading him to my house, and you wouldn't blame me, he didn't show any confusion as to where to go when we walked. And he waited for me in front of my house every morning for the past six months!
I was mad at him, for letting me believe in his dreams, dreams that he had already achieved. But most of all I was mad at myself for not seeing any of this coming, I am smart! I should have seen it coming.
But soon the truth dawned on me that all these things were right in front of me but I didn't see it... Like he always looked really nice in the mornings, his feet never showed any signs of dust, and he always had the money to care for my needs...
And then it dawned on me that I didn't see all this because I was crazy about this guy from the start. Thus I shoved my anger aside, as I said... "yes Derek, I will marry you"...
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