I Will Love You

Chapter 14- Nicholas

I didn't expect Lilly to be so beautiful for something that she, like me, was forced to do. But she was more beautiful than Julieta, in fact Juliet's beauty didn't reach Lilly's feet when I saw her leave the room in yellow dresses. Not even Mrs. Harlly is as beautiful as she is, and Mrs. Harlly is really a woman with exuberant and very elegant bellows.

Right behind Anaya Harlly, her chaperone, she also denies and also very elegant entered, with a beautiful bouquet of dandelions of all colors in her hand.

The women went into the room, ready and willing to welcome the long-awaited Miss Harlly. Lilly obviously went along, even though she knew that was not her definition of a profitable afternoon.

“Are you from Switzerland, Jay?” Diana asks.

The lady gently puts her cup on the side table, before resting her hands on the dress and turning to my sister-in-law in a perfectly impeccable posture.

- No, I am from South Africa.- Anaya answers her.- I believe they have never visited, they should, it is beautiful ...

"I guess, everywhere is," Lilly says gently.

She was trying to be kind, which I admire, it is clear that unlike the other women in the room, she is the only one who is not questioning why a black woman, with an important title in her country, has come to Switzerland. I believe I already know the reason ...

“Why Switzerland?” Shirley, one of Diana's best friends asks.

- My husband came to try to bring a democratic and evolved policy to the country. - Anaya replies. - And I'm really excited about the adventure.

After a lot of talking, and getting to know our newest neighbor, Diana decided to check out how dinner is going, because what should only be tea has become dinner. And of course, at that moment I went to the piano, I was there for a single reason according to my excellent sister-in-law.

I touch my fingers gently on the keys, in a calm and pleasant melody. Touching reminds me of how demanding my mother was with this kind of thing, both Sipp and I know how to play the piano, ride horses and be exemplary husbands, although Sipp fails and I am not married, not only her, but our father also demanded men regarding our responsibilities, mainly with the title of count and the fortune of our trade in cigars.

Between one note and another I have time to hear the buzz of the next room, but slightly distracted by my mother's memories applauding me for every note I played on the piano, while planning what would be the next activity I should master, me I vaguely remember being a painting ... But I lost interest and took on the cigars before I started! I smile, remembering that Lilly said she will teach me, maybe she'll forget ...

“Lily, I hear you haven't married yet!” I hear Anaya speak.

Getting married ... It seems that the only reason Lilly lives is for this, whenever Sipp talked about it my chest burned, I never imagined standing on an altar waiting for my bride to come in impeccably in veil and wreath, in a white dress made from hand, it always seemed a very distant and impossible idea, since nothing but my beauty and my title would be attractive to a woman.

"I imagine Diana will let you know many suitors," she says, followed by a laugh.

- In fact she always invents some reason to introduce me to someone, - Lily says casually to the woman. - It's a pity that none of them really attract me.

- My sister also introduced me to many suitors, Kwame was the only one who was not introduced, who was not selected by Imani's demanding little fingers, but was the only one I really fell in love with and got married in .- Anaya speaks excitedly. the only one that my sister didn’t let me know, it was exactly what I exchanged rings on the altar.

My heart misses a beat and my finger misses a note, with the sudden idea of being for Lilly who I wait for at the altar. I take a deep breath away from my head, take my hands away from the piano keyboard, lift my head looking at the women in the other room, staring at me silently, probably wondering about my wrong note.

- Nicholas, isn't it? - Anaya asks me and I just nod, still trying to block my imagination from imagining impossible things.- Come, join us ...

I got up from the piano stool, striding away avoiding direct eye contact with Lilly, before looking at her, I need to stop thinking about her wearing white and stop my heart from racing with that idea. I sit relaxed in the love seat to the left of the couch, where my view of the rest of the room is limited.

I exchange a few words, in a pleasant conversation with Anaya, where she tells me in detail her story with her husband, the love of her life, as she describes it herself.

- None of the suitors that Imani introduced me, made my heart race as it did when I got it at a wedding party for a friend of my mom. - Anaya says with a lost look. - Since that day, the day he took a pink dandelion from the church garden, I knew it was him.

For a few seconds of uncontrolled, I look away from Lily, who listened to the story with an incredibly beautiful smile and her eyes a more intense green than normal, her skin slightly flushed. She seems to notice my eyes on her, so she looks back at me, making my body shudder at the fact that those beautiful, bright and intense green eyes are focused on me. I look away, turning my attention back to Anaya.

- Surely Kwame would love to meet you both! - Anaya says gently. - Unlike the others, you are really the kind of person I would always keep in touch with.

- I'm delighted to meet you Anaya.- Lilly says cordially.- We should schedule something when Diana's husband is here!

Lilly touching on the subject of Sipp, reminded me that in a few days he will be back, he would not dare miss the most important festival for his wife, and the most important holiday for his wife's church.

- Of course dear, it will be great.- Anaya says.- I am wanting to know the city, maybe you could take me.

Knowing Lilly's empathetic gentle spirit, it is obvious that she will respond:

- When you want…

She gets closer, getting closer to Anaya, and consequently to me. I smell the sweet smell of the soap that Diana has made. Lilly positions herself beside me, making my heart race again and my hands tremble so much that I have to move away from her, before those attentive eyes notice something strange in me ...

Why this now?