not a lot of time
either. We will be handling your visa application and obtaining you a
passport.”
“Of course. It's all so
overwhelming.”
“That's completely understandable.
But you should be very excited. The client who won you is considered quite the
catch.”
My eyebrows raised but I didn't say
a word.
The whole day became a whirlwind of
motion. The company helped me get everything that I needed. What was even
better was that it was all paid for. I didn't have to cover any costs on my
own.
When I returned home that evening it
was late and my parents had already gone to bed. They probably didn't even
notice that I was gone the whole day. I had decided that while I was at the
company that I had no intention of telling my parents that I was moving to the
US. I didn't need any money from them, the company was giving me a small
allowance for any little thing I would need on my trip to the US and everything
else was taken care of. I felt like my parents would only ruin things for me.
Logically I was a legal adult, they couldn't force me to stay, I was able to make my own decisions. But I felt that being
the poisonous influence that they were they would somehow get in the way of me
leaving and I couldn't allow that.
Two weeks later I was on an airplane
to San Francisco with butterflies in my stomach. I couldn't believe I was about
to meet my husband to be. I hadn't told my parents I was leaving just like I
had planned. I wished that I could be a fly on the wall when it occurred to
them that I wasn't coming back home. I imagined after their initial freak out
they would just shrug their shoulders and get on with their day.
When the plane touched down at the
airport, I made my way to the front of the airport where a limo was waiting for
me. Unsure of what to do at first I walked towards the limo and opened the
door. Inside there was a dashing and handsome man who beckoned me to come
inside. I smiled nervously as I did as he asked.
“Hello there, I'm Grace. It's nice
to meet you.”
He smiled, “It's very nice to meet
you as well. My name is Kip, I'm going to take you home with me.”
I was breathless looking at him, I
couldn't believe how handsome he was and young. I was thanking my lucky stars
that the man I was about to marry wasn't an old man with back hair. In fact in
another world Kip could have been the man of my dreams. But right now he was
just a stranger.
“How was your flight?”
“Wonderful. It was the first time I
have flown first class. It was very luxurious, the hot town was nice.”
He smiled. “ that's great. First class is the only way you will be flying from now on.”
It was clear that he was very rich
then, otherwise why fly first class. Then of course there was the limo. My
heart was beating fast, I was so nervous. He rested his hand on my leg and I
almost jumped out of my skin. We drove for another 20 minutes before the limo
came to a stop.
“I want you to let me know Grace, if
you have any problems.”
“Sure, thank you.” I looked out the
window and realized we were at a gate and the gate opened up. The car drove up
the driveway and came to a stop again. When I get out I looked up at the house
and can’t believe how big it is. I had never seen anything like it, it was a
mansion. It was unbelievable, like Cinderella. I was Cinderella; how did this
happen? I looked over at Kip and wondered how much money he really had. How
much money would it take to own a house like that? Judging by the size it had
to be a lot. I never dreamed I would marry into a lifestyle like that. I was
just happy