The sun is shining bright. The weather is fine. It is not too hot nor too cold. I was walking down the road thinking what will happen next. Will I be able to live like how I used to? Or will there be a miracle that will change my life entirely.

My name is Ana and I'm 22 years old. I moved out of the city to live in yhe country side. This little town is not like what you imagine when you hear "country side". This place is just like a city except for the air pollution and the noise pollution.

I have done well here. Enjoyed my life. However, I still feel like I've been missing something from my life. I want to know what it is or who it may be.

I walk inside the bakery. Oh... The aroma of this place is always gonna be amazing. The smell of these freshly baked bread.

"Good morning, Mrs. Santiel." I said.

"Oh... Good morning, Ana. How are you today?" she said.

"I'm fine. How are you and your family?"

"Well, I'm good and we spent the night watching the stars. The kids really loved it."

"Mrs. Santiel, it must have been a memorable moment. It's lovely."

"Here's your bread. Please, come back. Have a safe and lovely day, m'dear."

"Thank you. Good day."

I smell the bag of bread I just bought. Like always it is freshly baked and it is still hot to the touch. I walk towards the coffee shop and trust me just like the bakery you will love the smell of this place. The coffee aroma is no doubt one of the best. I walk in and have a little conversation with Shelly. Shelly's a good friend and she have helped me a lot since the day I moved here.

Finally, to my destination. The bookstore. This is the place where I work. The pay is good and it actually help me a lot. This is the place I will call heaven and this place is also my haven. The owner, well, I have never met him or her. I don't know. But the caretaker is really accommodating.

"Welcome! How can I help you?"

Strange. I have never seen him before. What a gorgeous young man. Omo!!! Ana, stay calm.

"If there's anything I can do, please do tell me. If you'll excuse me."

I've seen a lot of weird costumers and some of them wants to be alone. So I'll just let him be. But I am telling you she's H-O-T.

"Um... Miss, excuse me. Where's Mr. Wilson?"

"Mr. Wilson will be here any minute. May I know your name sir?"

"I'll just wait for him."

"Sure. You may sit there sir and would you like something to drink?"

"Don't bother."

My... What a hottie but anyways I'm just gonna fix some bookshelves. I totally gonna need to work faster today. Maybe he'll allow me to leave a little earlier today. Well let's hope that this hottie will bring good news.

"Mr. Wilson there js a guy waiting for you." I said a little excited.

"Who is he? How long has he been waiting for?"

"Approximately 10 minutes."

"Name, please." He asked.

"He did not gave me his name. However he knows you."

"Ok, ok, todo bien. Gracias."

Well, he has veen clearly been working on his spanish. Since the day he figured that spanish originated from latin and as well as the other romantic languages he started speaking the language.

Anyways, that is not part of my business. I walk and arranged the bookshelves and removed the books that doesn't belong there. I arranged them by authors, genre, and then alphabetical order. In this way I will be able to check the books easily and the costumers will have less problems.

I went to the kitchen and prepared a tea. I walk towards where Mr. Wilson and the guest are. I heard them laughing. So maybe I will be able to leave early today. I knock two times. That's because they said three knocks piss off the demons and I don't want to do that.

"Mr. Wilson, excuse me. I prepared some tea."

"Oh... Please do enter." He said happily.

A good sign. Thank you! Omo!

"Ana, I would like ypi to meet Sir Lance, the oener of the bookstore and our boss. And Sir Lance, Ana, the new employee."

Sir... Lance... What a nice name. I offered my hand and tgen he took it firmly. His touch is so gentle. His skin is so soft. I feel like, I'm, I am... No don't. Stop!

"Nice to meet you, Sir. Please take care of me." I said with a trace of excitement.

Hope he did not notice me acting weirdly and fan-girling him. I really liked the touch of his skin. And those mesmerising eyes... What a God! He is like a God! Omo! Before I do anything more stupid I said my goodbyes.

"Please do excuse me."

I left hurriedly. I hope I can finish the work at hand. And I prayed that maybe Mr. Wilson will do actually allow me to leave early today.

I do some extra chores. I cleaned the floor. I even wax them. I polished it quite awesomely. Then I've heard Sir Lance walked out the room and he said his goodbyes.

"Thank you, Sir Lance. Nice meeting you. Goodbye." I said it with a little disappointment.

What a sgame he is gone. Please do come back and bless my eyes with your dazzling smile and your amusing laugh.

I gathered up my courage and asked Mr. Wilson if he can let me leave early today.

"Early? Today?"

He repeated my words as if he can't believe it. Oh... No... What to do?

"Yes, something personal."

"Well, Ana, I'm sorry but..."

Sigh... I put my puppy eyes on hoping they will help me...

"Es broma! Just kidding! Of course you can. Come on. You may even leave now."

"Really? Omo... Thank you, Mr. Wilson. Thank you. Gracias." I said.

I cannot believe this... Omo...

"Gracias! Adios! Don Wilson."

Hahaha... Now I'm speaking in spanish. I really am grateful today.

[Spanish Vocabulary]

Gracias - Thank you

Adios - Goodbye or Bye

Es Broma - Just Kidding

Si - Yes

I am sitting under the willow tree. The wind brushes my skin and the leaves of the willow tree made the most pleasant sound. The gentle rays of the sun is soothing. I love this place. I wish I could stay here forever. Unfortunately, life tought me a lesson. Nothing lasts forever. I would never be able to be here forever. So, I'll just cherish every moment that I'm still around.

"Mom, I wish you were here to share this moment with me."

I looked at the sky pretending that she's there and watching me. The tears rolled down my cheeks. I want to stop crying but I can't.

This exact day is the day that my mother died. She's gentle and kind. It might have been the reason why God took her away from me. She is too good to be here in the tainted world.

The next moment I realised I fell asleep.

"Oh My God!!!" I shouted.

I am not under the willow tree anymore. What happened? Where am I? I look around hoping that I'll be able to get some clue. I'm in someone else's home. And the clothes that I'm wearing is not mine. I'm wearing a man's clothes.

"You're awake."

I jump. Holy! Who's that? Lance?

"Sir Lance? What am I doing here?"

He put the tray that he's holding on the bed side table. The tray contain some biscuits, a glass of juice, and a medicine. Okay, Ana. You are safe. I don't think that Sir Lance is that king of a person.

"Don't worry I'm not that kind of a person." He said.

Omo... He can read my mind. How?

"I found you under the willow tree and it was raining."

"So you kidnapped me?"

"Kidnapped? Oh... No... You are already burning in fever. I tried waking you up but you don't respond so I take you back home." He said it with a little smile lurking on his lips.

"Thank you. Thank you, Sir Lance."

"Oh... We are not in work so just call me Lance. Just Lance."

"Okay then thank you, Lance."

"You're welcome, Ana."

Omo... Is that? Did I hear it right? Omo... Why does it feel like there is some kind of emphasis on my name? Oh my god...

I did not notice that Lance walk out of the room. Maybe I heard it wrong. I slowly take a sit and eat some biscuits and drink the juice. I take the medicine after I finished eating.

I head down stairs and admired the paintings and pictures in his house. Wow! What a really huge and extravagant house my boss owns. He must vome from a really rich family.

Downstairs, I spot a baby picture. The baby is so cute. I stared at it and all blushing. The I've heard his voice and again I jumped.

"Do you like me that much?"

"What?"

"The picture. That's me."

"Really?" I said it with a voice full of doubt and of course I'm joking.

"It really is me. You don't believe at me?"

I traced something in his voice. Is he hurt by my word or rather word. Seriously?

"I'm sorry." I said worried that he'll take it to his heart.

"Hahaha!!!" He burst out laughing.

I smiled. Happy that he did not take it to his heart. Usually I'll het angry that someone deceived me but this time. Maybe because he's my boss or maybe because I did something unpleasant.

It doesn't matter because the only thing I've heard is his laugh and my heart beat.