Anita's pov
I couldn't help but laugh every time I remembered what James was saying to himself in his car. Loving someone can be enchanting. I've never felt such a strong connection with the opposite sex before. No man has ever given me those butterfly feelings in my stomach. It means that all this time, when he came to my office to deliver a message for his boss, he was bottling up his emotions. What was holding him back from telling me all this time? But now is the perfect moment, just when my parents want me to find a partner. This isn't about fulfilling my parents' wishes; it's about my own feelings at this very moment. I believe I'm already in love with James. If I weren't in love with him, why would I keep going back to his online profile to look at his pictures? It turned out he wasn't someone who posted a lot of pictures, but the few that were there captivated me. Has he cast a spell on me? Why am I delaying everything I do because I'm thinking of him? In fact, I'm wishing f
