One Step Closer

So there she is. Beautiful. Magnificent. Her name is Isabella, her story is written with hope and her life is lived to the fullest. But can she decide what she really wants?

You should be warned that this is not a regular love story. This is a story about love, between two people who tried to make things right.

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1. Pretty Woman

"Pretty woman, walking down the street". I love this song, I turned up the volume. It was a really beautiful day, the sun was shining and there were no signs of clouds at the sky. The light turned red and I stopped my car. I started singing and dancing along the song, when suddenly I turned my head to the left and I saw a man, around my age, watching me behind the black windows of his audi. Mystery man was laughing at me, so the only thing I could do was smile. I looked away and started my car again. I was driving fast, I was late for my appointment with my boyfriend. He had something important to tell me and I was really nervous about it. I spent the last two days, thinking of what he was about to tell me. We were together for almost a year now, and maybe he wanted something more. Like moving in together? Or buying a pet? 

I looked at my mirror and i saw the same car ( the Audi one) behind me. 'This is strange' i thought. I parked my car outside the fancy restaurant. I didnt even know James (my boyfriend) could actually afford such things. I checked my mirror again, and the Audi car stopped as well. I shook my head and got out of my car. I walked into the restaurant and saw my beloved boyfriend sitting near the window. I walked over there. "Hey baby" i said and i leaned down to kiss him, but he turned his face away and just said "Hi". I knew something was wrong with him. I sat down and looked outside. I saw the mystery man get out of his car. He was tall, with brown curly hair and i have to admit he was really good looking. I saw him walking towards the restaurant so i quickly turned away. "What a coincidence?" i thought.

The waiter came to take our order. "I'd like a -" i started but i was cut off quickly by James. "We wont stay for lunch, just bring us two black coffees." he said. I watched the waiter leaving and i turned back to James "Black coffee? Seriously? I thought we were gonna eat something because i am starving." I took a sip of my water. "Look, Isabella..." he started. He ordered black coffee and also called me Isabella, this was serious. I should pay attention but how could I? Mystery man was now sitting opposite me at the corner table and he was smiling at me. People these days. Like he couldnt actually see that i was with someone. Anyway i looked at James, i searched for his eyes but he was looking at his empty plate. "Whats wrong, swettie?" i asked  tenderly. "Dont make this anymore difficult Bella, i am gonna say it and i do not want you to overreact." he said still looking at his plate. "Whats wrong?" Was he trying to scare me? Because it was actually working.

"Im leaving for New York tomorrow for 5 years. I thinks it is better for us to stop seeing each other." I took a deep breath. I felt my eyes getting wet. I couldnt believe it. My whole world was destroyed. "Look me in the eyes James, give me that at least." i said with a trembling voice. He tried to look at me, but as soon as his eyes met mine he turned away. The man i was making dreams with, the man i loved was leaving me. "So you are leaving tomorrow?" "Yes." "Thank you for informing me of your decision, i guess i wasnt an important person in your life, so you didnt actually had to discuss this with me" He tried to stop me but i didnt let him. " Its ok James, as i can see you made your choice. Now its time for me to make mine." I stood up and began to walk away. But oh i forgot, i placed a small box on James plate. " Happy 1 year anniversary baby." I ran outside the restaurant and i headed to my car. I saw a little paper on my front window. "Hey, pretty woman. Wanna walk with me?"

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