All I wanted was for my mother to meet the woman I loved. But the moment my fiancée walked in, my mom froze like someone had stabbed her with memory. She screamed I wasn’t allowed to marry my girlfriend and revealed a truth that tore through more than just my heart.
Ever believe in love at first sight?
I never did… until Nancy dropped her wallet right at my feet on the downtown metro. I’m Edward, Eddie to everyone who knows me.
I’m 30, a graphic designer by day, an aspiring artist by night, and apparently terrible at reading the signs the universe throws at me.
“Oh God, I’m such a klutz!” Nancy muttered, scrambling to collect her scattered cards.
I crouched down, handing her a credit card. “Hey, at least you didn’t drop it on the tracks. That would’ve been a real Monday morning disaster!”
She looked up, and I swear the fluorescent lights dimmed.
Her laugh was genuine, the kind that makes you forget you’re packed into a metal tube with 50+ strangers.
“You always this optimistic about other people’s catastrophes?” she asked, tucking a strand of silky hair behind her ear.
“Only when they involve beautiful women and happy endings!”
The metro screeched to my stop, but I didn’t move. Neither did she.
“Coffee?” I asked. God, I was so nervous.
“I’d like that,” she said, and something in my chest loosened for the first time.
I’d heard people talk about butterflies my whole life. I thought it was just some cute way to describe nerves.
But sitting there, watching Nancy tuck a strand of hair behind her ear again, I finally got it. It wasn’t nerves.
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