feel like she’s about to slip through my hands again? “I’ve been waiting for you for…” I look at my watch. “…nine hours.”
“I’m sorry, I’m not sure why you couldn’t just call or text me your announcement. I don’t know why you’d wait for nine hours at my door to tell me you’re engaged.”
“Well, I had to ask you first! I thought you’d want to know, it’s a big deal. I’ve waited almost a year to be able to tell you how I feel.”
She bloody laughs at me. “You waited almost a year to tell me that you’re getting married? Were you engaged when we met in New York?” she asks me, looking as confused as I feel.
“Of course not! It was only after I left New York that I realized who I want. I don’t reckon being without you anymore. I made so many mistakes, but I’m ready to make it up to you. I almost didn’t survive waiting here for you all day. If something were to happen to you, I wouldn’t forgive myself. Where have you bloody been? It’s not like you to come home this late.” I speak to her in English, but it might as well be Cantonese. We’re having a failure in communication and I’m not sure who needs to explain what. However, I am sure that I won’t surrender or fucking relinquish her to anyone ever again!
“Are you stupid? Or do you think I’m stupid? I saw you picking out a fucking ring for your girlfriend at Harry Winston this afternoon. And now you’re here at my door telling me you want me and that I came home too late! Is this some kind of joke?”
I start to slowly piece together the scene she just described and I can’t help but laugh. I mean, I should probably start crying because this bloody proves that a higher power is absolutely trying to fuck me in the arse. I laugh hard enough to know that I may piss myself if she doesn’t let me in to use the loo.
“Did I say something funny? Are you unbalanced? Should I be calling for help?” She continues with that sweet, awestruck look on her lovely perfect face, but everything she says makes me laugh even harder. She hasn’t once seen me follow her for almost a year and yet today, of all bloody days, she spies me.
“Sara Klein, please stop and listen for once in your life. I am an idiot. You deserve far better than me. But I am not letting you go ever again because I am madly in love with you. I have been watching over you for almost a year. I couldn’t come see you until I knew for sure that I wouldn’t hurt you like I did in New York. I had to ensure that I was the kind of man you needed and not the coward who handed you over to someone else. I’ve been watching every morning and every night, and I have been falling in love with you every single minute.
“I think of nothing but you and all I want is to make you happy and smile. I want to make up for all the tears you’ve ever cried. I feel personally responsible for every tear because I should’ve found you sooner. I promise I will take care of you and your children and anybody else I need to take care of just to be with you. You must know I’ve never felt this way and I won’t feel this for anyone but you. I was an arse and let you down, and I’m prepared to do anything to prove my devotion. I shouldn’t have left you in New York. I was afraid you’d leave me first and I was a bloody coward. And it’s okay if you don’t feel what I feel, I’m willing to do everything to earn your trust, but I won’t let you go, I won’t let you turn me away. I want you, I choose you, only you. You will never be alone; I will always protect you.”
I will say and do anything for this woman, and all she needs to do is trust me. I know I haven’t done a thing to receive her trust, but I pray she takes a leap of faith and lets me love her. “I was in Harry Winston today, not with my girlfriend, but with your best mate, Emily. We were picking out a gift for you. When