Let's ask fate

six

It doesn't fit

Back in Melbourne, Roseanne is going through another ordinary day. She was walking to her office, with a cup of coffee in her hand. Roseanne now is a Psychological counselor, as she ready's herself for todays sessions. This morning she has about three scheduled appointments. She enters her office, puts her coffee down to her table, and hang her bag in the coat rack, just beside her table. Roseanne then waits for her patient 

-Okay, and.. uhmm nothing, I mean.. I mean I did nothing.- the boy stutters, as he looks down to his dirty shoes. I... I just ley her walk out of the party, I didn't say anything to her and now she's gone forever. I mean, she was my soul mate- the boy looked up and stared at Roseanne's eyes

Roseanne leaned forward, rests her elbows to her knees

-Kenny, I honestly think it's dangerous to use the term soul mate. It implies to some magical element that we have no control over, like fate and destiny. I think holding on to beliefs like that stops us doing the real work. And the fact is, if your therapy here stays on track, I think you'll find there are many, many people there you could easily be happy with- said Roseanne and the boy looks at her, with sadness in his eyes

-You truly believe all that? Roseanne- the boy asked that makes Roseanne stunned. Does she truly believed in everything she just had said? Or is it just something she says to make her feel, okay?

-Yeah. I really do.- Do I?

Later that day, one of Roseanne's patient cancels their appointment and it was still early so Roseanne decided to go and take some fresh air. Roseanne took a tram and just sat there as she passed buildings after buildings, people after people. She then got off and decided to spend the rest of her day into a park. She sat down to a nearby bench, under a tree, she stretched her legs before crossing it, she took a deep breath of fresh air and just observed her surroundings. She does this thing when she was observing people, where she makes up stories based on what she sees in people's faces, their expression, how they move, the way they walk or run, the way they talk to someone, or the way they spend their time alone. Time surely passed on Roseanne as she haven't realized it's getting dark. She stood up, fixed her leather skirt and call it really a day, as she decided to go home.

Roseanne was fumbling with her door keys almost dropping it, she looked up and noticed that her front door was slightly open. Her heart beats faster as she thought she was robbed. She opens her door  slowly, a yellow and pink flower petals was scattered on her floor forming a path welcomes her. The petals flew as she opens the door wide and a gush of wind enters with ease. She stopped at the entrance and smiled. She can smell a vanilla and cinnamon scented candles, the living was dim lit, and there's a faint music playing in the background, too faint she cant figure out what song was playing, all she knows it was a sweet melody, almost like a lullaby. 

Roseanne flowered the flower trail, and it ended up in the middle of her living room, just behind the sofa. She chuckled a little to her short journey of flowery road, she shakes her head. In the center of her living room rest a big box of gift, wrapped in a white with a red bow on top of it. Roseanne tilted her head to the side as she examines the gift. She moves closer to it, with a hand on her mouth as she moves closer she saw a note that says "open me", and started unwrapping it. She took out the bow, and put it on the floor, then lifting up the cover and saw another box inside wrapped in yellow. She took it out, and placed it on top of the table, and started unwrapping it excitedly. Roseanne felt like a kid on Christmas again, opening unending gifts from parents, other relatives and friends. The yellow box contained another smaller box, wrapped in blue, she opens them and another box wrapped in green, box to another box to another box to another box. The box gets smaller and smaller every time she opens them. And lastly, a one smaller box she opened, contained a black velvety box. She put her hand in her mouth as she knows what exactly it is. She slowly pops it open and saw nothing on it, the box was empty. Her brow creased as she rummage through all the other boxes, thinking it might fell off

-You got to say yes first- Roseanne heard someone says, she looked up and she smiled as she saw the ring wasn't lost

The man with a long hair and in his white shirt and black jeans, walks slowly to Roseanne holding up the ring in his hands. Roseanne let out a soft laugh, as the man did the shimmy as he walks closer and closer to her.

-Yes- Roseanne said smiling widely. The man grinned happily, his eyes wide

-Really?-

-Yes, Loren-

The man pulled Roseanne by the waist and kissed her, he smiled in their kiss and so was Roseanne. The man looked down and took Roseanne's hand to put on the ring, as he slid the ring in Roseanne's ring finger it got caught up, midway. The ring doesn't fit

-Wait a second- he said. as he tries to pushed it through

-Ow!

-Let me- said Roseanne

-No, no, no. I got it, I got- said Loren as he tried to forcefully pushed it through

-Ow, ow, ow, ow- Roseanne hissed, as the ring wont budge, it wont fit. its too small. Roseanne took it off, lick her ring finger to wet it and slid the ring back to her finger, but still, it doesn't go in. Loren brushed her hair with his hand, he seems to be panicking

-Okay, you're not gonna read into this, right? Rosie? I mean, it's just an accident, nothing more.- He said, trying to smile, searching for Roseanne's eyes.

-No, God, we'll get it refitted.-Roseanne said, she tries to comfort Loren as she saw the man started to sweat, was really nervous and starting to panic

-It's beautiful, I love it - Roseanne cups his face, to look him in the eyes. That's when Loren relaxes, and exhaled. Loren smiled and stared at Roseanne dearly.

- You get change, I wanna call Ryan, tell him you said yes.- Loren quickly walks out to go the study room

-Wwwhy? was he worried?

-Not about you. About the tour. He's hoping to fit the honeymoon into the schedule. How's Bora Bora sound? - said Loren as he stopped just right at the door to the study room

Roseanne stood straight as she doesnt know what to think, she looked confused but she answered anyway

-Very... hmmm sexy sexy?

Loren grinned, all teeth out and he walks backward into the room he disappear. Roseanne turned around as she examined the unfitted ring in her finger. She leaned on the table for support, she stretches out her hand to see the ring, halfway through her finger, she smiled pulling the ring closer to her lips, sort of kissing it.