Destined to be

chapter 8

Emily felt drawn towards him " You are so sweet . "

Steven " You should have met me a few months back . "

Emily " How were you then ? "

Steven " I was a nasty person , a jerk , a . . . . . . . . . . . . . "

Emily " A douche . "

Steven " Yes a douche . "

( Both laugh )

Steven " So here we are . . Come on in . . . "

( Emily hesitates )

Steven " What happened ? "

Emily " I . . . . . . uh . . . . . . . . I am wondering how your family will react on seeing me . "

Steven " Don't you worry about that . I will take care . "

Steven's house was no less than a palace . It was a big white mansion . It was the kind where every middle class kid dreamed to live . The garden had different types of plants which were snow laden . It had different flowers like roses , sunflowers , lilies , daises . The flowers flourished the enviorment with their beautiful smell . White cherry blossoms and weeping willow trees created softness . There was a fountain which had beautiful lightings . Two men came to open the car door as Steven stopped his black Porshe in front of the main gate .

The silence inside the house was unnerving or perhaps there was a strange calmness in the atmosphere . Like the calmness that persist before a tornado .

Silence is unavoidable nothingness . A quiet that is deafening . Silence is the void , broken by noise which shatters it like glass . Silence is loudest noise . There was a sense of tension in the aroma inside the house . Emily was uncomfortable walking in ,