Elaine is a beautiful and successful lawyer on the height of her career. She has vowed to stay away from relationships cause of what her mum faced in marriage. But it seems fate has other plans for her. Join her in her as she is through into an unexpected relationship journey
Chapter 1 001
Emma Clarke navigated the crowded subway with practiced ease. The city's noise, a cacophony of voices, engines, and distant sirens, was her constant companion. For Emma, life was straightforward: work hard, stay focused, and avoid unnecessary distractions, especially the entanglements of romance.
She was an accomplished lawyer, known for her incisive and relentless pursuit of truth. But beneath her professional exterior lay a heart guarded by layers of skepticism. Love, she believed, was a fantasy-a fleeting illusion that inevitably led to heartache. The world of journalism had shown her too many failed relationships and broken promises to believe otherwise.
As she emerged from the subway station, the sky was a canvas of soft pinks and oranges. The summer evening held a promise of warmth and serenity, contrasting sharply with the chilly walls she had built around her heart. She hurried toward the coffee shop where she often spent her evenings, lost in her writing or reading the latest news. Today, however, the universe had other plans.
The coffee shop was unusually crowded, a thrumming hub of activity and laughter. As she maneuvered through the throng, she collided with someone, her coffee spilling over his shirt.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Emma exclaimed, mortified. She looked up to see a man with striking green eyes and an easy smile.
"It's okay," he said, chuckling. "It's just coffee. I've had worse."
Emma couldn't help but smile at his nonchalant response. "I'll get you a napkin," she offered, rushing to the counter. She could feel the curious eyes of the patrons on her, and she hated the attention.
When she returned, he was still there, wiping his shirt with a damp napkin. "I'm Ethan, by the way," he said, extending his hand.
"Emma," she replied, shaking his hand. The moment their hands touched, she felt an unexpected spark, a jolt that made her heart race.
Ethan gestured to an empty table. "Would you like to join me? I feel like you owe me a conversation after the coffee incident."
Emma hesitated. She was supposed to be working on her latest case, a piece that demanded her undivided attention. But something about Ethan intrigued her. Against her better judgment, she nodded and sat down.
"So, what brings you to this part of the city?" Ethan asked, taking a sip of his newly acquired coffee.
"I work nearby. I'm a lawyer," Emma replied, her voice steady despite the fluttering in her chest. She rarely shared personal details with strangers, but Ethan's genuine interest was disarming.
"Ah, that's fantastic," Ethan said, his eyes twinkling. I work in theater production."
"That sounds fascinating," Emma said, genuinely interested. She could see the passion in his eyes as he spoke about his work, and it resonated with her own dedication to her career.
They talked about their work, the city, and the small joys of life that often go unnoticed. Emma found herself laughing more than she had in months. Ethan was charming, intelligent, and refreshingly genuine. Despite her initial reservations, she felt a connection forming-a connection she hadn't anticipated and wasn't sure she wanted.
As the evening wore on, the crowded coffee shop began to empty, and the ambient noise softened to a gentle hum. Ethan glanced at his watch and sighed. "I hate to cut this short, but I have an early meeting tomorrow. Could I see you again? Maybe for dinner?"
Emma hesitated, the old defenses rising.
"Sure," she said finally, her voice soft. "Dinner sounds nice."
Ethan's smile widened, and he handed her his phone. "Let's exchange numbers."
After they had exchanged contact information, Emma watched him leave, a strange mixture of excitement and apprehension bubbling inside her. She sat back down, opened her laptop, and stared at the blank screen. For the first time in a long while, she found it hard to focus on her work. Ethan had stirred something within her, something she had thought buried and forgotten.
As she walked back to her apartment later that night, the city's lights twinkled like a thousand possibilities. What a day.