Well i don't know if it was sheer curiosity or just my wondering eyes, but i saw him their table dressed with a velvet silk identical to mine with an expensive champagne and two glasses half filled. I was amazed at how he could harbor so much pain in his eyes and she was blind to it. Maybe it was because every finger on her hands had rings on it or her perfectly ironed flowers pleated gown cos this time i was disgust as i looked at her pretty little long slender neck carryin...g her heavily made up already beautiful face i could tell from the way her left eyebrow elevated and d curve of her lips that she was upset... He didn't move or stop staring at miss boobs for brains, how shallow could she be??? His eyes stinging with pain broke through the aura of my disgust for little miss perfect. I heard him mumble something could make out only a few words as her voice cut through my empathy it was clear, subtle and filled with rage but it sure did not match the hurt emitting from Mr handsomely flawed... His eye blinked this time couldn't make out much but her tone even made my heart skip a beat... Suddenly she stamped her feet flipped her curly jet black hair banged her fingers on the table then picked up her beautiful rose pleated purse which i hadnt noticed previously and left, leaving me to get a good view of how elegant long black evening dresses she was: A Beauty in every diemension definitely lacking brains i surged...
I looked back at him, my heart melted immediately, i wanted to hold him so bad just to make him feel better or to feel the vacuum in my heart perhaps. Startled by d way he suddenly looked at me and smiled, sheepishly i returned it "omg i thought" i must have stared too hard, I had to do something. Surprisingly my nervous legs stood up half way to him i noticed the unmistakable shape of a mini box in his pocket. I didn't want it on my fingers or did I?? I knew i was sure that i did not want my handsome with someone as selfish as miss perfect. Was it greed, desire or my empathy ruling my decision because i was right in front of him sitting in her place and i felt a wave of satisfaction wash through me... The awkward moment came wen his clear bright eye accentuated by his dim navy striped shirts stared throgh my soul piercing every inch of my existence now i wished i did not take the work of shame... SPEECHLESS... Very unlike me... He broke the silence "Alice i knew you'd come back, you smell differently..... '' as i sat there in oblivion lost im my own thought it all came rushing to me i remembered him mumbling 'Alice please' earlier to Darling miss pretty... I finally understood... ENTIRELY LOST... i looked up too see him alomost tripping as he got down on one knew searched for my fingers while i guess i heard him say 'Alice i didn't want it to be like this, please accept me as i am....... Marry me' his eyes still percing my being... Now i got the audience miss drama never had....