Conciliate

Happiness

"I'm sorry Calix this is a done deal. We cannot cancel a five-year contract just because of your personal reason. You can send your team during discussion and planning but I cannot guarantee that you won't have an interaction with him. This is so unlike you Calix, maybe you can talk to Art about this."

That's Miranda, my immediate superior. I asked if she can give me a favor. When Marge told me this morning that it was a solid contract and the breach could make the company suffer I can only ask Miranda for that big favor. I know that is very unprofessional of me but I can't really work with him, not because of Art. Would you want to work with someone who almost destroyed you? Moving on is different from forgetting the pain I had to go through. 

I gave Miranda my letter of resignation effective immediately that afternoon. Lisa was crying while helping me to clear my things asking me to stay. I love this job and I worked hard just to be in this position right now. But I love my peace and sanity more. Will I regret this? I hope not.

Dinner was always lively even just the two of us, he would tell me stories about the adorable little girl he's treating for about 4 months now, the latest story about his friends or anything under the sun. But not today. When he picked me up in the office and load two big boxes in his car, I told him about my resignation. He tried to cheer me up but in reality, he's the one who needs cheering up right now. I told him that it's not because of him that I resigned, and he shouldn't feel bad about it.

"I'm ok maybe it's really time for me to give that one up so I can take care of you better. Besides my dad is rich I can leech off from him from time to time." I jokingly add

"You don't have to do that silly, I can provide for you. Haven't I spoiled you enough?" he lightly hit my forehead with the back of his spoon.

"So, what am going to do now spa on Monday, salon on Tuesday, flower arrangement on Wednesday, shopping on Thursday and yoga on Friday?"

"And what about your Saturday and Sunday?"

"Yours of course." It's really easy to make him laugh that sometimes I don't understand other people misconception of him being a snob or uptight.

I was washing the dishes when he hugged me from behind.

"Are you really sure about your resignation?"

I removed the suds in my hand and face him. "Yes, I am sure about it. How about you get us some Red while I finish this?"

It's too bad that we didn't get to visit some vineyards while we're in France, his love for wine has rubbed into me so much that he had to make a wine room for all the wine I bring every time I travel.

We settled on the balcony enjoying the city lights from our penthouse. The breeze was refreshingly cold while the wine keeps or body warm. This is wonderful, being with the person I love enjoying a good red. I realized that all my worries before about giving up that job was futile. That my happiness will not be measured by my achievements or career, that I can find happiness everywhere even on simple things like this glass of red.

He placed my wine glass on the table thinking that he would just refill it when he suddenly get down on one knee.

"Over a year ago you gave me a chance to know you better. And I did. You gave me a chance to make you fall for me despite not knowing each other for a long time. And you did fall for me.
When I asked you to move in with me after a few months of being together, you did. And I fell for you even more each day. So now I'm going to ask you if you can spend the rest of your life with me.
Calixta Marie Cruz will you marry me?"

"Yes! I will marry you."