Chris Langford is handsome, grumpy yet a bachelor, millionaire, and businessman who inherited the family business company from his father but under one condition - get married. Complicated, right? But seemingly his father already had him set, with a...
It's been a week I told her everything. She was so silent and calmly listening to me and I've never been so in love. I wanted to ask Hailey about her but instead we leap on to my back story. I hope the truth won't give her nightmares, even when she is with me and if she had any- I'll fight all the single one of them.
After the whole confession story time, we went back to our normal life, but it felt some amazing sort of relief to think she knows, she didn't judge me and most importantly held me at the moment, when the reminders of a failed version of mine filled my eyes.
It's just never had been easy for me to function properly after that final match of my life, but now I feel content thinking maybe I wasn't made for football.
My grandfather, my parents sat by us, held us, me and Nick while we saw our football careers drowning in front of us. Nick picked up kickboxing thinking there had to be something that was made for him and without doubt he aced it, just like football. He had this nature to have a thrill every time he tries something new. I even went to all his fights while he kept up with them. But later drops out of it as well saying- he wants to have stability.
The loss of our careers in a sport did a good one on us, but we made it somewhere else. It still haunts me while I look at Nick, imaging him in his jersey, Martin with number 24 written at the back, all sweaty standing on the field and after field holding onto the cup. The newspaper next day with the headline- Nicholas Reid Martin yet again strikes out another team to have his hands on the cup for one more time, Captain Martin and teammates interviewed on the success.
It leaves a bitter taste in my mind knowing he would've been shinning being a glorious sports celebrity, but he tells me every time that he is happy what he has found and his new found love on Jennifer says it all. My current prayers were that Jennifer doesn't show him the colours Naya did. It was terrible to see him go through that phase but I understood and did all my best, and now it looks like he'd indeed found his happiness, subtracting the confession.
The sun was settling down which makes me glance at my watch and the calculations make me realise that an hour or two later, I'll be back with Hailey at home. But today I was more than eager, apparently 3-4 days back there was a bus accident and near to 4o people were injured and rushed to the hospital she works in. Due to the duty calls she stayed back at the hospital for almost 3 days in row.
She texted earlier today morning saying she gets a break for today, mentioned the time and I am beyond eager and completely excited to pick her up after the days of gap. The reminder of her also made a dent in my head that 3-4 days later it's going to be her birthday and I need to make plans on that. Opening the drawer of the desk, I fish out my notepad where I had been listing out ideas since last 3 weeks.
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Frustratingly I flip the page, as I had no idea what kind of surprise should be planned. The next page had the list of things that were compulsory for the occasion but my over thinking brain told me to list out if by chance I missed out on something.
