Real Life Fantasy

Chapter 1 - The Start

Today is another unusual day. So heavy and grieving since Charles decided to leave me and my three kids with me. I can't bare the pain that I want to be swallowed by the dark every time I remembered how insignificant I am to him.

I tried to get up in bed and fix my self. I need to face this another with burden for the sake of my children. They are here by my side sleeping peacefully, never left me and it is where I got my courage to start the day.

Preparing breakfast is my first task in the morning while brewing some coffee to ease my soul. But that routine was not able to escape from my memories as I remembered how I and Charles started our mornings together. Cuddling over coffee and while cooking our favorite java rice and bacon.

I did not notice that my tears are rolling down my cheeks as I absent-mindedly prepared our breakfast.
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Morning is done and I am heading to my favorite café to read my new purchased romance-fantasy book that is still sealed, though I bought it three weeks ago. I just got the nerve of bringing my life back after the conflict.

The kids were already sent to school and while waiting for me to fetch them, I found my self seating in the corner of my favorite café sipping some hot tea and started reading the first chapter.

Book is my way to dodge my self from reality. I love the feeling of imagining my self as the main character of the story. Imagining the fantasy world where fairy tales happened and finding their true love and happy ever after.

I wish I can find a true love. I wish I will have my own happy ending. I know I am insane thinking that my love story will be the same such as those in the movies or books, but I don't care because I love to imagine and that gives me a temporary escape for now.

While I enjoy reading and making the words into a real life view, I did not notice that a stranger sat beside me until he made a clearing of throat loud enough for me to hear.

I suddenly turn my head to a man beside me. He is very masculine that I can see the trace of his muscle in his grey shirt. He has a short wavy blond hair that slightly flip to the back, and noticed his clean shaved face. His eyes are bluish-green that looks like a color of the sky that peeks behind the forest trees, and his lips are pink and plum that matches the shape of his face.

"Hi! would you mind if I share your table?". He asked while starring at me. "Oh, sure. I wouldn't mind".

"Thanks! The café seems full now and my favorite spot was already taken". He murmur while looking on the opposite table next to a window. "Are you knew here? Seems like it's my first time seeing you here".

I threw a glance on him with a little bit of annoyance as I can no longer focus on what I am reading. "Nope, been here since last year". Last year, the year that my fiancé brought me here, to this unfamiliar place after our fourth child died. I thought this would be the place that will make me forget about the incident, about losing our child. I though this will be the place where I can start all over again, but I was wrong. This place bring my life to darkness and make me grieve for my whole life. After losing a child, Charles left me for another woman. For me this place is hell.

I started to pack-up my things when the stranger man reached out his hand to me. "By the way, I'm Paul". "Nice meeting you Paul", as I stand up preparing to leave.

"Can we meet sometime, over coffee?" He added. "I don't think so", then I slowly walked out to that coffee shop.