Make it Right

Chapter 1 - Life Lessons

My life was going great. I literally had everything I wanted; a good job, a nice place to live with my best friend, the love of the most amazing woman I had ever met, and for the first time in my life, enough money to pay the bills and not always be stressed. Life really was going well.

I had been seeing my lovely lady for almost two years now and I was ready to start talking about marriage. Jimin had agreed to move out so she could come live with me after we were married. It was sad to think about him moving out, but I was going to be starting a whole new chapter of my life with her. I couldn't be happier. At least, that's what I thought my future would hold. Everything had been going better than great, I never saw it coming...

She completed my life, I couldn't imagine being without her; I never wanted to be. She understood me better than anyone, better than my family, even better than Jimin. I never believed in soul mates until I met her. We had met at a coffee house one night when I got off work really late and was in no mood for interaction. I just wanted coffee and quiet, I was going to have to pull an all-nighter again to get my files in order and ready for tomorrow's presentation if I wanted to sell this deal. To say that I was grouchy would be an understatement. I loved what I did, but with how many hours and sleepless nights I was putting into this proposal, it was wearing on me.

She couldn't have been more my opposite. When I first saw her, she was laughing it up with her friends, being loud and carrying on, still coming down from her night of partying. I really didn't care for girls like that at all, but her smile was beautiful. And while she was dressed provocatively for the club scene, she didn't really look like the slutty type.

My head was pounding, and they were so loud. More than once I found myself glaring at them and the noise they were making. She must have noticed me staring, because before I knew it, she was making her way over to me. She tried her best to be friendly and apologize, but I was in no mood. It wasn't her fault, but I took it out on her anyway. She looked as if she was going to cry when I snapped at her, but instead of tears, I got one little sniffle and then cold brave eyes. She really let me have it for being such a dick. I couldn't take my eyes off this tiny girl with the softest face that not three minutes ago, had the sweetest smile, as she laid into me with a fire that rivaled my own. I was at a loss, all I could do was apologize, mouth gaping open. She was perfect...

After she was done yelling, that sweet little smile came back over her face and it made me blush without realizing it. In a bold move, she took the pen from my hand, grabbed my wrist and wrote her number on my palm. With a wink, she went back to her friends and didn't look at me again. I had never come across a girl like that before. Did I call her? Did I forget this ever happened? I puzzled over it for about a week until Jimin forced me to make a move.

Not wanting to be a total creep, I decided to text her instead of calling. I had thought she would be mad that I took so long, but her reply was quick and to the point. 'Tomorrow, 7pm. Jungho's Bar and Grill. Be there.' I didn't know what to think, but somehow, I ended up going. When I arrived, she was waiting outside in a very classy outfit, not at all the club getup I had met her in. She was beautiful. We hit it off right away. Her very open personality and tender touch pulled me out of my shell fast, while still making me feel comfortable. What an amazing woman...

More dates followed, and soon we were officially a couple. We agreed on just about everything, and the things we didn't, sparked the most fun arguments and debates I had ever had, followed by yelling and heated sex. She was a firecracker, an open flame and I loved to feel her burn. She opened me up and I kept her grounded, the perfect match. For two years that was what I thought.

It all changed the night I brought up talks of possibly getting married. After that, she came around less, pulled away more, and that fiery passion of hers that always found its way into the bedroom was now little more than a dying smolder. What had happened? She never said why, or even acknowledged that she had changed. I didn't understand; I was financially stable, had a good place for us to live, about to make partner at my firm when I closed this deal, and we had been so happy. None of this made sense.