Love isn't easy

Chapter 1

"Ms. Robertson. You must get up. We have begun breakfast."

"Oh Madrid. Please call me Dehila." I laughed.

"I'll go get dressed while you pour me a glass of orange juice?"

"Oh course ms. Robertso- I mean Dehila."

"Oh thank you Madrid I can't live without my beloved friend. Not my servant. My friend." I smiled.

"Thank you Dehila. Glass of orange juice coming in two." Madrid scurried out of the room.

I turned on the boiling hot water and stripped off my clothes.

After my shower, I grabbed my clothes from the nightstand and put them on while thinking.

I lost track of time and realized it was noon.

I rushed downstairs and said hello to my mother.

I gulped down breakfast and helped Madrid make lunch.

We were having cheddar soup with bread. One of our many choices we always eat.

"I'm surprised you aren't married yet. You are naturally stunning." Madrid said shaking her head.

"I'm 24 Madrid. I have a full life ahead of me. I'm sure I'll meet a man in that time."

She just rolled her eyes and walked away going to boil the water for our soup.

*ding ding*

"I'll get it Dehila." Madrid said smiling.

"Hello. I'm looking for a place to stay. And I was hoping you would be kind enough to share your home with me." I heard a man at the door say.

I walked over and as soon as he saw me, his eyes wouldn't move away from mine.

"We would be kind enough to share our home with you but you will have to get a job. You have 2 months to get enough money to buy your own house." I heard Madrid say.

But I couldn't see nor hear her. The world stopped when I looked at this man. And I don't even know his name.