Chapter 1
My name is Fiona Elizabeth Garfield and I'm 23 years old this is my story. Few years ago I relocated from England to New York with my elder sister Julia after our parents demise in a car crash, we left England because everything there reminded us of our parents and Julia had gotten a job offer in New York, l wanted to stay back in England but I had no family there been that Julia was moving to New York because of her new job and her fiancé living there so l moved with her with a heavy heart living behind my parents memories back home, Julia will always say "moving to New York will be breath of fresh air for the both of us" as she tried to convince me to move to there with her.
Few months after moving to New York l fell in love with a guy that works at a coffee shop across the flower shop l worked, He was tall, with a kind of stature that made even the night wind hesitate before brushing past him. His features were sharp, almost arrogantly so: a straight, refined nose,thin lips drawn into a lazy smile. When he brewed coffee,he did it with the same quiet intensity knights in old tales and when he looked towards the shop l worked he gave me a very hot stern look that made wet my undies in an instance, his voice was warm and cold at the same time l was so in love that even the coffee owner knew about my feelings because l will always stare across to coffee shop every time l saw him and the days he didn't come l will wander around the coffee shop wondering why he didn't come if he was sick or it was his day offs.
I was too shy to confess my feelings because I felt l wasn't pretty enough, l had strawberry skin and lots of freckles on my face and so l thought maybe l wasn't his ideal type l loved him from a far. Then it happened on one night, l stayed to pack an order l was to deliver very early the next day ,then l heard a glass shatter from the back door l trembled "Is anyone there" l said shakingly.
"Thought you closed early today" a harsh voice said as heavy footsteps approached me.
"Please take what you want and go" l stuttered.
He didn't answer. He just kept coming
And then a second crash, louder, from the from door.
"Stay away from her" a familiar voice said as l looked it was Damon the barista from the coffee shop who l was deeply in love with .
"Who do you think you are" the intruder scoffed.
"I am the one who won't let you hurt her" Damon said.
He grabbed the intruder wrist and twisted the crowbar free,within seconds he pinned him down and shoved him out the door.
"Are you hurt " he asked with a worried look raising one of his eyebrows.
"How did you know to come" l said shaking with my eyes teary.
" l saw the lights on and l heard a glass shatter and so.... l rushed here immediately " he said while stroking his hair.
" l actually have been meaning to talk with you but it seems you are always busy with work" he said.
"Talk to me? About what?" I asked nervously
as my heart thundered.
"I don't know if you would like to go to the movies with me" he said looking away shyly
"It's that like a date or something ?"l asked pretending not to know what he meant.
I l l .... he stuttered
"I have always had a crush on you since you started worked here and l was too shy to say it but when l heard you scream l realized it was time for me to step up and confess my love for you" he said as moved towards me.
He took my hand, lifted his eyes to me raw and unguarded
"I'm in love with you completely recklessly, to the point where running into danger for you is easier than losing you or letting you get hurt, l love you Elizabeth " he said as my breath caught it was the first time someone called me Elizabeth after my father died, l felt this warmth, l felt safe and l think l have found my breath of fresh air.
Stay tuned for chapter 2🥰💋