An Other Tone For An Other Life

Chapter 1

~ Romina's Pov ~

I used to love spring when I was little. I loved the way the nature was waking up and the way the animals were showing back up. I was a fan of animals. Time passed by and summer became my favorite season for a short period. Now I'm back to spring.

My mind changes a lot.

The birds were singing this morning. Adding a lovely touch to the sound of the human activity around me and reminding us the winter was over. I was on my way out of my apartment's building. Walking through the parking lot and allowing my heels to wake up all the people of the first and second floor who had left their windows opened.

The weather wasn't hot yet and neither cold but, cold enough for me to still wear my black blazers that I loved so much. So, I was enjoying them for the few last days, before the sun starts to burn our skins again and the coloured blazers come back.

Speaking of hot things, my coffee was starting to burn my right palm so I switched the roles of my hands and now the left hand is holding the coffee and the right one is holding my bag.

I really try to park my car the closest of the building I could but those places are always full. You guessed why.

"Oh no!" I said to myself when my car finally got in sight. I walked faster to it and examined the situation.

Someone had parked his car in front of mine somewhere where cars weren't supposed to park! How was I meant to leave now that my car was surrounded?!

I looked inside the car but no driver was there. I then scanned the whole parking, looking for someone who could possibly be the owner of this big black Range Rover but no one was around.

"I'm going to be late for work" I mumbled to myself before realising that I am the boss so late or not, nobody can say anything to me... Actually, if I ask my employees to be on time, it is not for me to be late so.

I walked around the out-of-law car in front my white Range Rover and noticed it was the same model. I guess the driver of this one and I had the same tastes about cars.

"Oh, oh my god, I'm so sorry. I'm gonna move!" a male's voice said from behind me.

I knew this voice...

I turned around, my arms crossed on my chest.

God, please, tell me I'm dreaming...

There he was. Walking fast toward me. Looking hotter than he used to be. He became a real man. I never forgot how good he looked since his pictures followed me during my healing process but, seeing him in real life was a bigger deal than behind a screen...

Our eyes locked for a few seconds. We both were processing. Actually, I did forget how deep his eyes were... I could see the confusion, the surprise and a third feeling that I can't discribe through his eyes since I was feeling them too.

If I knew seeing him again would turn me upside down, I would have been more often to amusement parks for some extra training.

"Romina?" he called, breaking the silence between us. Hearing my name from his mouth made a huge and fast flashback hit my head. Not only images of this old time were back but also, the way I used to feel around him lit up my body for a short second.

A second was enough to make me panic.

"Do I know you?" I pretended to not recognize him. Even though I knew exactly who he was...

I'm sorry, I panicked. And when I panic, my mouth acts stupidly without even asking to my brain permission to talk.

"Come on, don't tell me you don't remember me..." he said, looking for proper answers into my eyes.