7

Covered by a layer of snow, the city was so beautiful that there were no words to describe it, I wandered down the street past the countless shops in the middle of the snow, dressed in a gray dress and a long black coat, the earrings of pure silver I wore that day matched my makeup perfectly.

It was a very busy city, standing in the middle of that crowd that went everywhere, I felt like a real stranger. I looked at everyone passing by, while the cold wind carried the snowflakes that landed on my face, in my hair and on my clothes.

But I didn't feel cold at all, maybe I was numb, maybe if I had something more important to do, I started to follow a man who passed by me.

While he stopped somewhere to smoke, I gathered all my courage and approached him, with my bank card in my hand. When I opened my mouth to speak my voice came out low. “Would you like to date me for 6 months? I will give you 5 million in return.”

A little flustered by my request, he looked at me like I was crazy. After a while in silence he replied: "Sorry, I already have a girlfriend."

What a shame! I only approached him because I thought he was single.

"I understand. It's okay, thank you!”

I left feeling disappointed. Soon, I found a second chance, I saw another man nearby, he didn't have much beauty, I don't think a person like him would reject me, so I approached him and proposed to him.

Maybe it was because of my approach that I was labeled crazy by him.

“Could you please date me?”

“You're fine, you don't need a doctor, do you want me to call someone in your family?”

I smiled awkwardly and replied, "No, I'm fine, I think I'll ask around."

I found another guy and I've been asking. “Could you date me?”

"I'm very sorry" That's what he replied to me.

I didn't know what else to do, I just wanted to date someone for the time I had left, I just really wanted to be loved, because love is a word I don't know, for me it's a totally foreign word.

I was dying to know what it really was like to be happy.

I never felt loved by my ex husband, what I felt was very jealousy for Michelle, but now even that is gone.

I approached another person who needed to try my luck, head down and asked, “Would you please date me?”

Who answered me was a woman in a tone of surprise. “Is it you, my sister-in-law?”

I raised my head in amazement to see that the person in front of me was Katie Sky, next to her was Carlos, my ex husband, he had a beautiful expression as always.

It was so embarrassing that I wanted to open a hole and crawl in, Katie continued saying: “Carlos and I saw you from afar, we were wondering what you talked about so much with those strange people, that's why we got closer.

Running away seemed to be the only plausible thing to do at that moment, when I turned to run away from that situation, Carlos grabbed my arm and pulled me away. Katie started to ask us where we were going, but Carlos just told her to go home. "Don't tell anyone what you saw today." He said in a very angry tone of voice as we walked away.

Katie asked, “What about tonight's show?

This time, he didn't even answer, my arm was already hurting from how much he was squeezing. “Let go of me, are you crazy?”

However, he ignored my protest and only released me when we reached a parking lot.

Rubbing my arm which was already red, I noticed that he lit a cigarette and started to smoke, he seemed cold and distant, until he decided to speak. “Natalia Moon what do you think you are doing?”

I had suffered a lot in the so-called marriage I had with him, but now I had no intention of putting up with him anymore but, thinking about it, I had nothing more to lose anyway, at this point, so I replied to him bluntly: “I was looking for someone to date me.”

“I didn't think it would end up like this.”

"Like what?"

Taken aback by my attitude, he looked a little confused and uncomfortable, he chirped, as he threw away the butt of his cigarette and went to the car, soon he found that the car had a problem, as he tried to start it, he turned around and asked me, "Did you drive here?"

It seemed that he was finally treating me like an acquaintance and not an enemy.

The revulsion and hatred seemed to have drained out of his gaze and instead there even seemed to be a touch of kindness, this new aura awakened some incomprehensible new feelings in me. Without much time to think I replied: “No, I took a taxi here.”

Hearing this he got out of the car and called one of his security guards to arrange for a mechanic, then he dragged me to catch a bus, the funny thing is he didn't have any change, so he took a hundred dollar bill out of his leather wallet and gave it to me. pay the fare on the bus.

Even the driver turned to look at him, as if he were one of those rich people who had money to throw away.

There were a lot of passengers on the bus, it was crowded, Carlos took me to the middle of the bus and let me lean against the window, while blocking people so they wouldn't touch me with his arms, it was such a sweet thing to do, unfortunately, it was bizarre that he only did this after our divorce. The picturesque snowy scenery outside the window seemed to illustrate my sadness. I asked in a low voice, “Carlos, we are divorced, why are you still bothering?”

A repetitive braking made me hit him hard, my heart almost stopped beating, but I didn't think it was because of the braking itself, after a brief moment of hesitation, I put my arm around him and said softly: “Carlos, I'm wearing heels, I don't want to fall, let me hold you, it won't be long.”

I didn't realize how humble and vulnerable I looked at that moment, as if the possibility of being rejected scared me.

I liked him, and that was a fact that couldn't be changed even after the divorce.

My tiny world collapsed and reformed around him whenever he appeared.

Realizing this, I couldn't help but protect myself in my own arms, I wanted to hide in his arms as much as possible, but I managed to stop myself, I looked at him and saw that he was looking at me. His gaze was clear and kind. Taking courage, I asked in a low, gentle voice, How are things with Michelle?”

"What?" He looked confused.

I pressed my lips together and asked, “Are you getting married?”

We were silent with only the sound of each other's breathing to be heard. I kept looking straight into his eyes. After a long while, he responded with a slight sigh, as if he had given in to my insistence. “I still owe her a wedding.”

I relaxed my arms and asked, "when is this going to be?"

He stared at me for a while longer until he replied: “The day after the new year.

That would be right after the new year.

I will have ceased to live by then.

My smile was sincere and my voice was sweet. “Congratulations Carlos.”

Surprisingly, Carlos' expression changed drastically with my answer, he grabbed me again tightly by the arm, and leaned closer to me, there was a strange expression on his face as he asked me in a low voice: "Why were you inviting strangers to date you?”