The Shift

Hello people, we made It to 2015! Congratulations!
So I decided to gift you with a flash fiction.
Take a read and leave a comment.

The car horns outside signifying his arrival, she wonders why he won’t wait inside for her. The dinner reservation was for 11:00 pm and this was just 09:45 pm. She needed to take her time to look good. Tonight might be the big night, the one she has been praying and hoping for. It’s been six months already. How time flies. It has been a roller coaster and exhilarating months.
He was the perfect catch, the every woman’s dream come true. A perfect gentleman. Oh! How lucky she is that he chose her of all the lot. Men like him are rare to find.
He waits in the car.
She takes her time to dab some make up on her beautiful smooth face. Her sequinned blue short Gucci gown clings to her body showing off her curves. She knew how not to over do it. Tonight is her night. Seating before the golden ornate mirror in her bed room she viewed what she had done and with a satisfied smile got up and walked with gait to her one hundred pairs of shoe room, looked around confused on what to wear, she spots the $809 bordeaux coloured suede leather pump Gucci shoe that was delivered to her yesterday. A perfect choice.
The car horn goes off again. She looks at her diamond encrusted Michael Kors wristwatch, sighs, it’s just 10:25 pm. There is no need to hurry. The restaurant is just a 15 minutes drive; she still had time, he should wait.

10:35 pm

He honks on the horn again. She steps out of the house walking majestically towards the car. He steps out to open the passenger door as he breathes in her exquisite beauty. Her fragrance was intoxicating.
She was the reincarnation of Mona Lisa.
He was lucky to have her by his side. All traces of anger at her for making him wait for so long melts away.

10:54 pm.

The Bentley comes to a stop as he steps out to get her door.
Seated at her favourite restaurant they relieved the memories of the last six months as they drank the complimentary champagne offered them by the restaurant. He ordered his favourite Italian pasta with meat rolls while she settled for sushi,  she would eat it anytime anywhere so long as they have on their menu. The dessert arrived not too soon after.
He fed her some spoons of the chocolate ice-cream. It was her best flavour, her aphrodisiac.
They were lost in their own small world, losing track of time.
“What is he waiting for” she thought to herself as he held her eyes in his and put his hands on her hand. “Honey, you know we’ve gone full circle already.” He said maintaining the eye contact. She did not understand him but she nodded her head anyways looking intently into his eyes.
“Oh my God! This is it. My heart is beating so fast. What a beautiful way to end the year. 31st of December will always be a day to remember.” she thought as a smile spread across her angelic face. “You know I love you right?” He asked. She didn’t know why she was speechless,  maybe the excitement was really getting to her so she again nodded her head, maintaining the smile on her face.
“I want you to know that I will never hurt you intentionally; you are my best friend, I honestly don’t know how I would have survived without you for this last awesome six months of my life”. She blushed. He paused.
“The thing is I’m going back to London. I can’t leave my wife for you.” He said calmly still holding her hand and looking into her eyes.
The smile disappeared, her eyes fluttered, her body tensed. The shock overwhelmed her as she tried to make sense of what she just heard. He was kidding right? Wife? He had promised to divorce her, said he had started the divorce proceedings.
No! This can not be happening to her. This was supposed to be the night he proposed to her.
His eyes told her otherwise.
Fire works rent the air afar off with people shouting and congratulating each other as they ushered in a new year.

The End

P:S You can’t have what is not Yours!

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