Take A Leap Of Faith

"Yes"

Life is like a book, have many genres filled with possible dreadful chapters,or so I thought.

Who in there right mind will pass such opportunity, right? Desperate ones like me won't of course. A lot of stories are made and told that love starts between strangers, literally. Love will bloom in time when you least expects it. Besides you'll have nothing to lose but a beating organ called heart. What could go wrong? As if I'll die again because of it, when I already did.

So I uttered the words squelling "Yes love. Yes." and sealed my fate hugging him unexpectedly. Come what may, I can get out of it unscatched, right?
Me a woman of thirty who fall in love twice knows already how to win this or get out of it. Tough walls built around my beating organ stoned by time, deception, lies, emptiness and lessons of stupidity. By just looking and thinking the plots, I'm sure I'll make it with flying colors to safety. I'm out of my trance by the claps heard around and congratulations by some. We have audiences not a lot but enough, great show! They are a bit far from us, good thing they sure not heard my scream only how we looked afar. Him proposing, me accepting. We nailed it.

"Whats the catch? Cannot inherit a multi-million dollar company love?. Spill." I said raising one eyebrow as I hold the chair  and I sit once again on it. Where did I get the courage to asked such, I almost face palm myself but just sigh.

He cleared a low growl before saying,"For appearance sake, publicity. You'll do, a lot of make over needed and sessions of training but you'll do." he remarked as he sits down and opens a folder I just noticed he have in his other hand offering it to me. He continued saying, "Read it. Asked anything." Should I be hurt with that remarks of his, I thought but then why would I care, I'll be starting a different journey soon. That made me trembling with anticipation. I stare at him once again, who is he? Shouldn't we first know each other even names? Am I dealing with a mafia prince? He looked like one with such handsomeness I almost can't believe I'll soon call husband. Nerve wracking pulses roams my skin, but I have a big question I want to badly ask him so I utter softly before I backed down, "But why me?".