"Hon, this is it!", Mandy in her excited tone from the shower.
"What, Hon?", I sat on the bedside removing my necktie.
"Like in Hunger Games, truly the odds are on our side! I can't wait to tell my family about this. We're going to get married really soon. I'm so excited to be Mrs. Stevenson! In three months I'll be wearing that awesome gown ive been dreaming about by Monique and I'll be flaunting that in the beach for our Hawaiian Theme wedding. All my friends will be there and they'll be totally envious.", she continued.
"Yeah, that's gonna be great.", with a very low voice leading me to fall flat in our bed.
"Are you okay, hon? The will must've bore you to death. Don't worry I'm gonna make sure you'll feel well tonight. Then, tomorrow, we'll start planning for our wedding.", she lied next to me and rolled to my chest and once again drowned me in her sweet aroma and addicting scent of lust.
Morning came and Mandy opted to be in the first flight to Australia to get her family and take care of some papers just in time for our wedding in three months. For three months, I'll be alone with my thoughts. Things are running too fast that it seem I'm drifting to some sort of disorientation and nausea within a rapid current.
"I'll be back before you knew it, hon. So behave yourself if you want your happily ever after.", Mandy has ways to keep me like a collared dog guarding his master's house. I'm not sure if it's her body or the sex or her face or her voice or her broken heart that connects with mine. But I'm pretty sure it's not love.
I know what love is. I knew it the first time I saw Liz. It was extraordinary in an ordinary day. Like the usual day, I dropped by the coffee shop to get my fresh brewed and she took it by mistake at the end of the bar.
"It's mine." She claimed.
"You're mine." I wrongfully answered although I never felt sorry for saying that even if she bursted in laughter. She grabbed my hand and said, "I'm not yours yet, but I'm Liz."
"I'm yours. Oh, I mean I'm Sieg. I'm sorry." She laughed again. That beautiful smile. First time in my life I got lost and it felt I can be lost forever. And her name, how can I ever forget that most stunning name in the world, Lizdane Avery. Right then and there, I knew she's the one for me and I'm the one for her.
When I came back from the airport, I looked for Liz's diary and wondered what did she thought about me when we first met. I crawled in the carpet and lean back to my bed side opening her diary on the very first page.
Dear Sieg,
So that's your name. Cool. Earlier at the coffee shop was insane. I thought you were just a sack of air until you started talking a lot of sense in me. I didn't realize we've been talking for 4 hours. You're funny, too, but that's a good thing. I don't like boring people. You're handsome, too. You look like my Hollywood crush, Ashton, hmmm... I'm not sure if you know him. I'm not sure, too, if you'll be there at the coffee shop tomorrow. For the longest time, I hadn't talk to anyone like I had with you. I wish to see you again. There's something about you that excites me about seeing you tomorrow. Please don't break my heart. Please be there tomorrow. Will you come? Pretty please! Lord, please make him come!!!
Liz
I'm dumbfounded with that entry. Smiling like a fool. Remembering every screenshot in my mind of how we first met and how our first conversation went on. And Ashton, of course i know him. I just didn't know she had a huge crush on him and that she sees me that handsome. I'm blushing with that thought. I recalled how I wanted to see her again the next day and the excitement to talk with her again. It's like a walk along the memory lane and it was fascinating. It makes me want to go to the coffee shop tomorrow thinking she'll be there and once again there was this thrilling sensation.
But reality hit me. She's gone. She won't be there. I have a life to live ahead of me. I'll be marrying Mandy in three months and I shouldn't be acting like an embicile thinking that I'll be seeing and meeting my first love alive and we can get out and run away like teenagers dictated by our hormones and infatuation. We are over and I'm about to face my new life alone without her. Without Liz. Without the woman I used to love. Without the woman who betrayed me. Without the one I thought I knew. My new life is about to begin.
