Pushing Forward , falling 3 steps back
Anaya hasn't returned, Charles and I moved forward in this roller coaster relationship and for my parents they agreed to come only if one wasn't going to be there. Their immaturity pestered me, I couldn't help but keep them cycling in my mind, what happened? We use to be a family.
Charles wasn't allowing me to work in my 'condition' just for today, so he left me home to be a practical housewife. I went mad circling the little apartment setting up the table and viciously scrolling on my phone on what to cook for tomorrow night.
I went in my room starting to gain thoughts of cleaning it , something then caught my eye, a note with money under it... Grabbing the note I read it,
'Take this money and go buy some clothes for tomorrow and get pampered,
-Love Charles'Realizing his generous offer I immediately called him getting a sure answer,
"Everything's okay ?" He asked without a subtle hello
"Yeah, it's just you gave me a lot of money it's about $1000 here, I can't take this"
"It's just about, I want you to look beautiful as always, so keep it. what's mine is yours now" he replied calmly.
"Wow , well thanks, I don't know what else to say"
"I love you"
Chuckling softly I replied
"I love you too" then ended the call.~
I had hit the mall , after getting dressed , and not the quick bus ride mall , the beautiful, big and classy one far from my personal mental society.
Hitting stores I had already got an outfit but before I was leaving, collision between me and a stranger had happened, causing us to drop our belongings.
"Oh my god, I am so sorry, please I help you" she said to me in Russian ascent or at least I thought it was,
"Oh no it's fine, I'll help it was really my fault I wasn't paying attention" dropping to the floor, we both picked up our bags and clothing, helping each other. After we both got up catching a glimpse of our appearances, she was a red hair , paled skin , woman with a narrow nose , and was ideally tall. She had freckles and blue eyes, she was beautiful in my eyes.
"I'm so sorry, I rushed out, and made you drop all your things"
"No please, it's totally fine"
"I'm Ashca " she said with a bright smile
"D'Andrea" I reply smiling back
"Nice to meet you Dandra" she pronounced
"It's D-An-Dree-Ah"
"Dandra" she said again and I failed to correct her the second time around.
"Can I keep company, as sorry to making you drop your shopping bags"
"Sure" I smile warmly while gripping my things. I had myself a little follower, even if her features seemed stricken her smile was bright and childish, we walked in silence before we attended a store.
"Are you married?" I ask noticing her ring,
"Oh yes, I have great husband, we live here . Well Ashca lives home while husband works for us. What about you are you married?"
"Uh not exactly, I'm in a relationship with a very nice , generous ,man"
"He sounds nice, one day you Marry and have babies with him" she exclaimed.
YOU ARE READING
Mr.Wright
RomanceA young female who faces life's wonders while dealing with the problematic consequences of discovering undeniable secrets, heavy love, hard work and cold murder. She still wonders is he Mr.Wright?