The enemy

As I shared with my soul mate, the warmth and the romantic glow of the sturdy marbled fireplace, inhaling and luxuriate towards the pleasant scent discharged from her exquisite body, I vaguely recall the ironic story of how love developed between us. The story of a young male lawyer discovering his true love with his sworn enemy. It began at a café; “Starbucks” located in the busy heart of Sydney. In the misty early mornings …

…fascinating smile. Kimberly I love you.” I answered desperately, hoping for the best. Tears formed elegantly in her eyes, she lunged at me, hugging me tightly, showing all her preserved love. And at that spilt second, I realised what true love is… It’s been a few years since our marriage, and life has been excellent, but whenever I reminiscent, I would never expect to love someone, and especially not someone who’s “the enemy.