"5, I met you. Understood that I was born to marry you. You were silent, you were shy. But I managed to make you be my friend.

At age 13, I fell in love with you. I loved your cheeky smile.  I loved the way I am the only person you rely on.

At age 17, I became yours and promised myself to you. I pledged to wait for you no matter how long. You were sweet, caring, and treated me like I'm the only woman in your world.

At age 18, you left. Moving to another country to meet the future that you are born to. I waited but you hardly called.

At age 25, you came back for me, but you're not the man I knew.
From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. It was okay. Everything was great. I loved him as we played on the playgrounds, as we watched grow up- and he loved me. Suddenly, he left with his father to go to Italy leaving me behind for seven years, he came back but he wasn't the same.
From the day I was born, I was meant to be his. I was happy to be his. But he was no longer the man who I was betrothed to"

His betrothed

　　My body jolted up from the bed. Sweat dripping down from my forehead. My heartbeat is too fast that my lungs could hardly keep up. The alarm of my phone ringing out. I pulled on my hair trying to put me back to reality.


　　It’s one of those dreams again.


　　I turned off the alarm and proceeded to start my day. I took a shower and put on casual and comfortable clothes. I checked my bags if I have all the stuff I need for my shift today. When I left the room, Matteo is at the kitchen putting food in a storage container. I don’t know why he keeps doing this, we could just eat at the cafeteria or outside. Nonetheless, I’m not even mad at it, he cooks great despite everything. Who will say no to good food?


　　He put them all in a paper bag, walked over to me. “Here’s your lunch and your coffee for today. I know how you are so picky with your coffee so I made sure the coffee is blended to your taste,” he said smiling at me as he hands me the food and the tumbler.


Chapter 30