The Wedding Plan

PROLOGUE 1 - ARMILLA

Every night I am haunted by the same dream.

It all felt so real. I can feel his touch, his scent filling my brain with comfort, his breath on neck, and his soft thumb brushing against my lips. 

Then I woke up and realized I was dreaming again. I hate having that same old dream especially when I try to think about it and remember that man's face. I just can't picture him in my head. I noticed it was 2 in the morning.

"I can't take this!"

 I got up on my bed and grabbed some clothes in my wardrobe, got dressed and left my apartment with my phone, keys and coat.

As I was walking outside, staring down at my feet, I was still trying to remember his face. It's frustrating to have the same dream about a man but you couldn't even remember his face. I was so focused on recalling my dream, I hit my head on a post.

"Ouch! Dammit..."

trying to feel my forehead in case I got a bruise from the post, I looked up from this sign with its lights shining bright.

"Rusty's Bar? Why didn't I notice this before? Ugh! I probably need a drink so I could relax and go back to my apartment and sleep in peace."

 I walked in the bar and gave me a comfortable feeling despite the fact that it was a bar. It felt like I've been here before but I know I've never seen this bar before since I just moved here in LA after getting a job offer for a magazine company. 

This old man by the bar who was busy filling glasses with beer got distracted and waves at me

"Hey there! It's been a long time huh? Glad you're back here!"

I don't know what was going on but I still approached him a greeted him with a smile

"Oh, I'm sorry. You must've thought I was someone else. I just moved here two days ago."  

His faced changed from his smile to a curious smirk

"Really? I'm sorry. Please, have a seat! I'm Ben by the way. I am really sorry I thought you were someone I knew. What would you like to order, Miss..."  

"My name's Armilla. It’s nice to meet you, Ben. I'll probably just sit over there in that corner and I'm having beer, please."

I smiled at Ben and walked past the other tables and found myself sitting comfortably in this dark corner of the bar. As I was admiring the view outside trying to forget my dream instead of thinking about it, I kept being distracted by someone staring at me like a lion ready to attack its prey. I tried not to look. Then this waiter walks up to me and places a coaster on the table and hands me my beer.

"Thanks."

I told the waiter but then I noticed someone behind him walking towards my direction. He's probably the guy that kept staring at me the whole time. My eyes shifted back to the lovely view of the streets outside.

I was getting really nervous as I could feel him coming closer and closer to my table.