CHAPTER 1

     

                          ' Duante has created a unique kind of atmosphere around me. When he's not around me, I can't stop thinking about him. A small smile is always tugged on my face. I'm leading a happy life in our successful marriage. It's our first wedding anniversary today. He'll give me the moon if I ask to. I want this night to be special. I've been attracted to him from the day I saw him.'

      I removed the apron and kept it on the dark green counter. I whirled and ran my hand on my silver dress. I had prepared the dinner myself for us. I grabbed the trays from the encounter with a blissful smile and took the stairs. The clink of my silver plump heels broke the silence of the night. I had told the guards to leave me alone. I didn't want anyone to inform him. 

      I slid the tray onto the table and glanced around the decoration. I had chosen the roof garden for our celebration.

      My smile broadened as it rested on the shining moonballs on the grass. It wasn't actual moons. But they looked like small shining moonballs. I shove the second tray on the round table, I decorated it with red candles, red roses, and its petals on the floor.

         ' I hope he will like it.'

      I paced back and forth, eyes boarded on the door. Should I call him? But I don't want to ruin the surprise. He must be on his way back home. 

      I exhaled as I was getting impatient now. I lit the display of my phone. There was a message from a private number. Duante would never contact me from a private number. He must be here. I thought about the smile which would appear on my face after seeing him. I felt warmth in my body.

     I adjusted the folds of my silver gown. I had worn the same color first when he first saw me, but then I changed my mind. He brought me this dress a week ago. 

     ' It's a lovely dress. A smile appeared on my lips. The slit is showing my bare leg and thigh. I am nervous as a teenage girl. He should've come now. '

      I leaned back in my chair with a heavy sigh and glanced up at the moon in the sky. It was full and shining brightly in the clear night sky. 

      I glanced down at the display. It was midnight. The new day began. He didn't remember this day nor did he come. I stared at the cake with tearful eyes, "It must be something important." I told myself and pushed on my feet. Unhappiness drowned me.

      I walked toward the stairs. My heels clinked against the stairs as I climbed down. It was irking me instead of making me smile. I removed my heels. I wasn't bothered to pick it up and carry it with me in the room. 

      Hot tears were slipping down. I was so exhausted and sad. I didn't raise my hand to wash it. Gloomily, I pushed open the door of our room.