The First Time I saw him was at the market in the village. It was only a passing glance so I didn't pay much attention to it, since I was always receiving glances. People would always look at me either to criticize me or to desire me. I thought nothing of him, only a stranger whom by the "holy" way he was dressing would never have anything to do with me.
Later that day when I was being beate Up by one of my clients because he didn't like the price for my service, that same men that passed me by at the market entered the place looking for me.
He simply hit the man who was hitting me from behind with a branch and grabbed me.
I was flustered at everything that was going on. Why was such a man in such a place? And why was he looking for me?? Doesn't he know what kind of place that was and what kind of women I am? Why did he just appeared out of nowhere and saved me?
All of those where questions in my head at the moment, however while running I didn't have the time to ask anything. Even though I was puzzled by his actions this man had just saved me and I was grateful for that.
When we finished running and got to a safe place I thought I would finally have the time to ask my questions but that man surprised me again and before I could say anything, he said while out of breath:
-"would you marry me?"
YOU ARE READING
Gomer
RomanceThis is the story of my husband and I...this is our love story told from a perspective no one's hear before...mine. Why he loved me? Why he choose me? Why he fell in love with me? Or rather..how? I don't know, no one knew. I don't think he even knew...
