A rejected orphan, forcibly married to a beggar— 8 days later, he arrives in a Rolls-Royce.

Daniel were sitting on the balcony, the same balcony where she had once felt uncertain. City lights shimmered below. “Do you think sometimes on this day?” asked Daniel gently.

 “Which one?” “The one of the door.” She smiles slowly, sometimes, and she gently placed her head against the back of the chair. No, I don’t feel more embarrassed. He waited. continue reading …