Two Hearts

A new start.. Living my life, I have come to the conclusion that nothing is honey. Nothing is served on a gold or silver tray. Everything needs to be done by yourself with hard work. I've been married for 10 years, but this marriage hasn't paid off at all. Yes, we have two adorable children, I and him have work, but every day life is not strewn with roses. Whatever I do, I don't feel any return on my husband's side. I don't even know if I love him anymore, or it's just daily habituation. And honestly, on the financial side, I couldn't survive by myself with two children. And then I inadvertently met a man who offered me a chance, handed me a hand, and it was a new start to everything … -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Laura After another argument, I took a long walk to clear my head. Tears welled up in my eyes as I exchanged in my mind daily events of the last few years, but I suppressed them, because I didn't want people to see it. It smelled like spring outside, but the evenings were still damp, so I went down the road into the coffee shop to warm myself. Taking my Latte cup I sit at a table close to the window. I like to watch people walking down the street, another rushing somewhere, couples holding hands or mothers with baby buggies. Sometimes everybody's life seems to have fallen on the shelves, only not me. I've got it all so mixed that I don't know what to do - jumping in the river or hanging myself. But I have children I love them and can't leave, so I live for them. I didn't know how long I sat there, but I felt someone was watching me. It took me as if someone were tracking you. I started watching around to find who it was. And it didn't take long to look for. My eyes met Mr. in the years. He was over 50, at least I thought so. He was dressed in an expensive suit, maybe even a businessman. He kept his eyes on me for a moment and smiled. I was so uncomfortable that I turned away and continued to look down on the street, but I felt he continued to look at me. When I wanted to stand up and leave, because I didn't like it, I realized the man had come to my table. My eyes opened in surprise. - Can I sit up? - he asked, in a no-frills tone. My eyes were open and I didn't know what to say. But I just nodded for - Yes. Eric I saw her right away as she stepped in through the cafe door. She looked confused and seemed to have been crying. A young, beautiful girl. Simple, perhaps in search of own life. Maybe even what I'm looking for right now. She took her drink and sit to a table close to the window. Watching what was happening on the street and thinking about something. I couldn't turn away when she caught me looking at her. Our eyes met and I saw fear in her eyes. Just logically, if I was a woman, I would probably have twitched that some old man would stare at me. She turned away and looked out of the window again, but I could see that she was planning to leave soon. *Because of me, I suppose*, I thought to myself and went boldly in the direction of the girl, because I could not find anything better. - Can I sit up? - I asked, and tried to smile a little at her. Her eyes widened as large as they were horrified, but she shook her head slowly with the meaning of Yes. I thought nothing at all, smiled, and sat opposite her. - I'm sorry if I scared you. You just looked so sad when you came here. I couldn't think of what had caused such a beautiful girl to mourn and rethink her whole life? - I was speaking, trying to encourage her for answer. Not expecting me to answer once, of course, because I'm a stranger. - I don't know … - she said in a broken voice - either the injustice of life or I just don't know how to live. - I don't think life is unfair. We make a great deal of life ourselves. You just need to choose the right way. - I said, trying to encourage. She sighed and looked out the window again. Looking down the street, she seemed to find the right answers to everything. - I didn't really have a choice, everything that happened and where it took me happened in a natural way. Just had to do what needed to be done. And now it's like I want to turn the time back and being smarter without making any mistakes. - But from mistakes, we are already learning to get smarter with years to build our lives better. - I can't learn from my mistakes, I've been falling on the same books for years. I just want it better, but it gets worse - she swallowed a lump of tears and didn't look at me, I realized that every word she said it came with difficulty and pain. The hardest thing is to admit our mistakes, but she is aware of them, just to turn everything out for good.  -Maybe I can help you? - I had a plan, an offer, but I didn't know if she would agree with it. Not every day, you meet a stranger who offers a helping hand. She looked at me, startled. Then her face was filled with a pain-filled smile, like every word she uttered was like a knife in her heart.  - Do you have 50 thousand to give me so I can arrange my life and start from a white page without looking back in the past? I smiled and saw a surprise in her eyes. - I can give some 100 thousand or even more. Only I have one request in front of you. If you agree, I'll help you. To sort your life out, fix your mistakes. Anyway, are you prepared to change your life by 180 degrees to 3 months and then live from a white leaf? Laura I didn't believe what he said. A completely alien man came to my tableand, sat down and tried to explain wisely that we are learning from our mistakes. Although I didn't learn to do it. And now he offers me the money to sort out his life, but on condition. I was even afraid to ask - what. - You're laughing at me? - I raised my eyebrows in a questioning expression.I didn't like it if people made such offers and asking in return for something I wouldn't sign up to. I'm not a one-night girl or searching for a sugar daddy. - I have nothing to offer you.- I said without thinking. - I certainly don't laugh at you. And how do you know what I'm asking from you. I haven't offered you an offer at all, but you already questioning my intentions. - The man replied with a serious expression. He wasn't angry, rather sounded disappointed at my direct response. - And what are the conditions?-  I asked, though I don't even know if I want to hear them. His face was smiling, it seemed that Christmas had already arrived, or he had received the long-wanted gift on his birthday. And that frightened me even more. - I'm willing to count you half the money immediately after the agreement and half the money after 3 months. The rules are simple, you have to pretend to be my son's wife for 3 months. I turned white at the sound of his proposal. I couldn't really see what would be a worse offer - that he would make have s*x with him or be a wife of his son. - I'm married, - I said at once and showed my wedding ring in my finger - For 10 years and I have two children. I don't think I'd be fit for you. - I said my words, even a little relieved, that sometimes marriage might be helpful. If not every day, at least this time, avoiding the offer. Atleast you don't have to figure out any excuses. The man's face fell for a moment, and he paused in his thoughts. I could see him thinking very much about what to say next and how to deal with this situation. - Tell me honestly, are you happy at the moment. - He asked with a serious expression. That was the turn that made me go. I didn't know what to answer. I wasn't happy, honestly, because I wouldn't be here crying. I should be with the family. But I didn't want to tell him. His question seemed indecent, so I continued the conversation we had begun on another way. - I think it's very inappropriate, and it's not your business.- I got to my feet, put on my coat and grabbed my purse. - Thanks for the conversation, but I think you have to look for another woman. Better one. - I went out of the cafe without looking back. Outside, the rain started to drizzle. So I tried to go home as quickly as possible, though I didn't want to go back there. Eric I was surprised by her sharp response and her sudden departure. It just confirmed my suspicion that her marriage was the root of all the misfortune. Otherwise it would have been fair to say that everything was fine. And I don't think she'd be here tonight, alone and lonely. I didn't think for a moment, and hurried out in to the street. I could see her walking away in a smooth step, despite the case that rain had begun. With quick strides, I caught her up. - Wait, - I said, - Give me the direct answer please, I want to help you and change your way of life. If you only let it. The girl stopped and turned to me. Her face was full of emotion - pain, fear, despair. I hoped I had be on time before she could think about refusal. We had been looking at each other for some time and the silence had stood between us like a wall. I decided first to break this embarrassing moment. - Look, I don't want you to misunderstand me. I don't make you marry for real to my son, I don't make you love him or take care of him. You don't have to sleep with him or anything else. You'll each have your own life. But you have to be next to the most important moments of his life as a wife, and that's all. My story is long, but I don't think this is the right time and time to discuss it all. And the kids can come with you, it's even better. You'll have everything and then you can start new life with the kids. Don't beat me and yourself, your marriage has failed if you're alone in the streets, not at home with the family. - After finishing, I waited for her response. I could see her expression changing, and that she reflected on every word I said. But my question was still hanging in the air, and she didn't give any answer. Until she finally began to speak. - I have to think, I can't answer right away, it's too serious a step. - I see - I nod to her - you can think as needed, here's my business card, when you're ready to talk, call me. Let's make an appointment. I'll answer all your questions and come across all your requests. - I took out my business card from inner pocket of my jacket and handed it to her. - Okay, - she said, and took it. - have a good evening, - said the girl, heading into the evening twilight. I stood there for a while and watched her leave until she disappeared from my eyes. I was very much hoping she would agree. This would be anopportunity, not only for her, but for my son, but for the matter, his lies would have been created in reality, and Granny could finally make a final decision on the legacy. The main thing is that everything has to work without problems. Although there was little time left, I had to give her time to think about it.