I sigh and bite my inner cheek wanting to stop the tears from pouring down but it doesn't work. This is all your fault Sandro, why couldn't you just be different from all the others
I guess I just have terrible taste in men
"I'm sorry guys I can't...
That's how many times in two weeks Sandro has taken me out. I can't lie there were all amazing and they really reminded me why I liked him in the first place. Sandro hadn't changed much in the last two years. I mean he had gotten fitter than when I last saw him, he let his hair grow out a lil but other than that he's still the way I remember. Dare I say even better. All in all he was amazing.
No he's more than amazing. He's perfect.
I was supposed to be keeping my feelings buried but I couldn't. Not when there were flowers at my door every morning with a hand written note from him telling me to have a nice day. Not when he took me on the most intimate and romantic date, remembering every detail of everything I told him I loved in the past. I couldn't believe he still remembers that I couldn't eat chocolate.
Every time I look at him I couldn't help but imagine what life would be like if I had stayed back two years ago instead of running away from my problems. It almost made me forget why I left in the first place. Looking back now I realize that leaving may have been a little bit overdramatic but it wasn't only because of Sandro I left. I also really wanted to be managing partner. I guess you can say it was a 50-50 decision.
I was currently sitting across from Sandro on our sixth date. He brought me to La revire and this place was beautiful. This was my second time here but the décor gets to me every time. I was really enjoying myself. I didn't want to think of the future or if we would last, I just wanted to think about the here and now. And how happy I feel I right now. But if I am being honest I guess I'll say I'm really scared of my feelings. I mean being loved is not the same as loving. Sandro seemed like he was changed but honestly what if it was all just a ploy, I just don't want to make the same mistake twice. The first time really hurt.
But its like that saying, "if you love something let it go. If it comes back to you then its yours" I wonder who said that though. Anyway, think about it here he is sitting across from me after two years of thinking I would never see or hear from him again. I'm happy he walked into the meeting that day.
He took my had from across the table and leaned down to kiss it making me smile.
"You look beautiful" He said kissing my hand again. I told him thank you just as the brought our food.
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We ate and talked about everything. It was so awkward to talk like old friends. I did everything to avoid the topic of our break up, I have no idea whether he noticed or not but he didn't bring it up.I didn't want to end this moment but unfortunately it was getting late and we couldn't stay in this restaurant forever.
We were driving, Sandro was holding my hand. Kissing it occasionally. Everything couldnt be more perfectuntil Sandro missed the turn for my apartment and I sat in up confusion.
"I think u missed the turn" I said looking back. He just laughed and told me to relax, which I did..kinda. I didnt miss the look on his face though. He looked worried almost nervous but that couldnt be because Sandro was never nervous. I wished I had the power to read minds so I wouldnt have to wonder what was going on in that handsome head of his. Or at least emotions.
We were at the Eiffel Tower, Sandro led us to the top where we just sat and watched the starts. I stood up moving closer to the railing. I gushed over how beautiful and romantic it was. I looked back at Sandro but was met with no one. I looked down to see him on one knee. My eyes widened in surprised hoping this wasnt what I thought it to be. He laughed at my expression pulling out a box big enough to fit a ring but bigger. He opened it revealing two separate bracelets with yin and yang pendants. They were beautiful. I felt a tear slip from my eye but I was too focused on the man on his knees to wipe it away.
"Amy, I know youre scared about us..about this but you cant deny what we have. I dont know why you left two years ago but I know that Im ready to try again with you. I want you all to myself. They say if you love something you have to let it go and if its meant to be itll come. If we are the meaning of that statement, I dont know what is." I laughed a little hearing him say the quote I used to reassure myself.
"For whatever reason, you came back to me. I guess what Im trying to say is will you be my girlfriend?" I nodded finally wiping the tears away. He stood up pulling the white bracelet from the box and securing it safely on my wrist. He handed me the box to do the same for him. I drew the ropes of the bracelet tightening it on his wrist before he pulled me in for a kiss. Which I didnt deny.
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I happily spent the night at Sandros place. We didnt do anything but cuddle which I was thankful for. Heaven know I was not ready to have sex with anyone not matter how impossibly handsome they were. I knew one day I would have to tell him what happened, I just wished it would be under my terms. I know his going to wonder one day but honestly I dont want to think about that right now. My birthday was two weeks away but this was the best gift ever.
Speaking of my birthday, Mira and I finally agreed that since our birthday was on a Sunday, we would make it a weekend getaway to Vegas. I couldnt wait. We had so many activities planned and I couldnt wait.
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This was just a chapter to tell how Sandro asked Amy to be his girlfriend.
