After that I became successful in life. But there was a problem. I always kept a prudent distance. Became an introvert. I always lived like this. Keeping a comfortable distance. I have sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness. Because none of it was ever worth the risk.
It all changed until I met him.
Mr. John Raven Lange. He is an extrovert. Social person. The exact same opposite of me.
He loved Paramore. I didn't see why he liked it.
*FLASHFORWARD MONTHS LATER*
We were walking under the moon. Silent whispers of the wind and rustling leaves and our footsteps were the only sounds heard.
"Ariana Christina Guzman, will you do the honor of becoming the introvert wife of this extrovert?", he asked while kneeling.
"You are so corny. Hmm. Yes!",
"Yes. Yes? Yes!!!", he shouted while lifting me up.
"Put me down JR!", I whined.
Then I saw something at the corner of my eyes. Someone. The man was the same as the man who broke mom's heart. The one who ruined my life.
Then he was pointing a gun at me. Tears sprung my eyes. "Dad, why?"
Then my surroundings slowed down, then I heard a bullet shot. I closed my eyes. Waiting for the pain. But it never came.
"Ari..", I heard someone call weakly.
He then handed me a letter.
"Read it after I die. I love you Ariana Christina Jones.." was his last words.
He saved me from the bullet.
"John Raven.." then my surroundings darkened...
