First Meet

AMELIA'S POV

"you did a good job, Amelia. There's nothing wrong with you" I told myself as I continue to walk with a heavy heart.

I clearly told myself that I am not a loser but here I am, keeps on crying over spilled milk. I couldn't get a job, and I feel so bad.

My whole day is pretty tiring and as I walk back home, I can feel my heart feels heavier.

Things are not going on how I plans them to be. I looked at the sky and there are a lot of stars.

Funny because the stars begin to get blurry and that's when I realize, I'm starting to cry.

I looked down and stared at my shoes which are already worn out as it is already old.

And then I saw a man sitting right outside my store.

He's wearing a very thick coat and a boots, I know for sure that he's not from our street. He smells expensive, he looks so rich. As in rich, rich.

He's sleeping and I saw how handsome he is. He has this face that can be admired by many people.

I was about to unlock the door but he's on the way. I also can't push him as he is too heavy.

"Mister, wake up. Mister, can you hear me?" I kept on tapping him but there's no sense of him waking up.

PHILIP'S POV

I'm awake. I'm already awake the moment I saw a woman crying but in my shock, she approached me.

Is she the owner of this little cute shop?

Then why is she crying?

I mean, I was asleep since I was waiting for the owner and then I woke up as I heared some sob. I easily get awake.

I felt a light tap on my shoulders, it's very light, like feathers.

"Mister, wake up. Mister, can you hear me?" I heared her ask. Her voice is so soft that I could doze off from sleep again. It's very soothing, won't she talk again? I wanna hear it even one more time.

I felt that she took a sit beside me. I gave her a glance and she's so beautiful too. Even though I just saw her side profile plus it's kinda dark here, I still saw how gorgeous she is.

I heard her sighed. She hugged her knees and put her head on top of her knees.

"if only life is so easy" she talked. Is she talking to me?

"Amelia, get use to it. Life is not easy but you're tough, you can do this. There's nothing you cannot do" she talked again.

Okay, so she's talking to herself?

"I wonder how people in the palace live. Are they happy all the time? I guess so, I'm jealous. How does it feel to live there? magical?" she kept on talking and here I am, enjoying how her voice calms me down.

"no, they're not happy all the time" I replied.

AMELIA'S POV

I am shocked. I looked at the guy beside me and he's already awake. His blue eyes are looking directly at me.

"uhm, why not?" I asked.

"because people there also have problems. It's not like in the fairytales and books and movies. There's more than that, it's crazy" he talks like he literally lives there. Plus, his voice is so deep I could die.

"how did you know?" I asked out of curiosity.

"I just knew" he shrugged and leaned comfortably unto my door.

I did the same.

"so, what's wrong?" I heared him asked.

"everything is wrong. Nothing is going right like how they are supposed to be" I answered. He's still a stranger so I better not over share anything about me.

"no, everything is happening on how they're supposed to be. There's always a reason why something happens and be it a good or bad thing, embrace it" he answered.

I looked at him.

"who are you, really?" I asked, "I mean, your words feels like you're not a normal one. I'm not saying that you're abnormal or anything, it's just that I feel like you're different"

"I am not an alien though" he just simply answered.

"well, you have the face and also the brain. What about me? I have the struggle" I leaned again but why does it feel like it's not the door that I am leaning unto?

I slowly looked back and saw that I am already leaning at the shoulders of this guy. I quickly stood up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it" I apologized quickly.

I just heard him chuckle and he stood up as well.

"it's fine. It's fine" he smiled.

"now that you're standing, you're so tall" I admired.

"and you're so short" he teased. I just gave him a meaningful look.

"sooo, why are you here?" I asked. He gave me a glance and I just smiled.

"to buy that" he answered and pointed out the palace painting. My eyes grew wide and my smile became wider. Okay, I look like a creep.

He looked down and smiled, he looked again at me and put his eyebrows up and down at a very fast pace.

"you're that happy?" he asked.

"I am beyond happy" I answered and jumped over and over again to express how happy I am.

And then for a moment, I stopped smiling ang jumping.

"is this true though?" I asked, just to be sure.

"it is true, Miss. I've been here for hours waiting for the owner to arrive" he answered and gave me a look which says that I should believe him.

It has been a year or even years since someone bought my painting that is why now that someone really wants to buy it, I'm doubting.

"but why my painting?" I asked.

"why not?" he asked and put his hands on both of his pockets.

"are you really the owner? I'm doubtful" he teased.

I showed him the key to my store and wiggled it.

"I am" I smiled. He chuckled.