Chapter 2

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Every fairy tale has a happy ending, but every fairy tale has to start somewhere. Matthew and Casey were not best friends who fell in love, they weren't high school sweethearts who got married. No, it was destiny that brought them together. That destiny brought them together in a coffee shop in New York City.

Casey was running late and her boss needed her morning latte. She went inside the coffee shop and ordered the latte. She waited impatiently as the lasy with the name tag, Cindy, took her own sweet time with the latte. With her patience wearing away by the second, Casey couldn't take it anymore.

"Would you hurry up, Cindy?"

The woman just looked at Casey and continued her work. When she was finally done, she called out the name.

"Ca-Cas-Ca"

"It's Casey and here I am" said Casey. The lady handed her the latte and Casey paid the money. She checked her watch and looked at the time. "Oh great, I'm 20 minutes late, again, and it's only my second day on the job" said Casey to herself. "Could I be any later?". Well, she spoke too soon. Just as she stepped out of the coffee shop, she bumped right into someone, spilling the hot latte over herself and the person she bumped into.

"I'm sorry" explained Casey while taking up the cup off the ground. "It's just that I'm late for my job and I wasn't looking where I - - -" she was cut off when she looked into the man's eyes. She just stared at him, she couldn't even say a word.

"No, I'm sorry" said the man.

"It's my fault, I wasn't looking where I was going. Please let me get you another cup of coffee" offered the kind man.

"No, it's okay" said Casey with a sigh.

"It doesn't matter". Silently she hoped that he would just say 'okay' and disappear so she could just go on with her day and go to work.

"I'm Matthew by the way, Matthew Walker" introduced the man with an outstretched hand. Casey took it and said "My name's Casey". They stood there in silence staring at each other, still holding hands, for about a minute when Casey broke the silence.

"Well please excuse me. I have to get going to the Museum of Art. It was pleasure meeting you and I'm sorry about the little accident", said Casey.

"Really? The Museum of Art?" asked Matthew. "I was just on my way there".

"Well, maybe we could walk together since we're both headed the same place", suggested Casey.

"Okay, that would be great". From that moment on, something was bound to happen.

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