Sitting in front of him, there was a moment of awkward silence when mom and my brother left us for a while so we could spend some time together. Oh my god, why do I have to do this?
Suddenly the unknown guy with the suit interrupted my thoughts saying: ” So.. your name is Katrina, right?”I nodded, trying to pull a smile. And then he continues,:”Well I am John.” He said. Then a moment of silence again. I didn’t know what to say, or how to react, all I was doing is looking to the ground and trying to smile.
Moment of silence again…
I didn’t now what to say, therefor I thought how to make some connection to this guy, as I will have to marry him, and eventually I said something I didn’t know I would: ” So, do you know how to swim?” That was stupid. Katrina, what was wrong with you? But he smiled. ” Yup. Love the shore. What about you?” I smiled back, this time a real smile, I asked him if he would want to come to the shore, and he said yes. Although it gave me second thoughts about him going to the beach in that suit,in the end it didn’t really matter. At least we don’t have to sit silently and look at each other.
We came to the sandy part, I took off my ballerina shoes, and felt the sand on my feet. This is one of the feelings I can never explain, entering the sandy part of the beach and listening to the waves. I looked at John who was standing and looking questioned for a moment. He didn’t take his shoes off, weird.
Instead he just continued walking. ” So, how it is like to live near the beach? Must be fun to hang out with your friends over here. I would party here all the time if I were you. ” So, party tipe of a guy? God, why him? From all the men, why this guy? But all I could say is : ” Nope, I like being alone over here. Makes me feel better. After all we all need a place where we can sit quietly and think about our life.”
” Nah, I don’t know what your talking about, but all I can say is that you have a nice house.”
” Thank you.” I said. We were walking to the water when I suddenly asked him, ” So, why do you want to marry me? I bet you haven’t seen me before, so why me? And it doesn’t seem that your family is forcing you. Since they didn’t come.”
” My family is dead.” He said in a cold voice. Okay, I think I was a bit harsh by taking it all off on him. But he continued: ” And about marrying you, there is a reason, a reason that I can’t tell you yet. But I am not forcing my self on you. If you want to marry me, I will keep you happy as long as I can, if you don’t want to, I will walk away. But give me a chance before you make your decision.
I nodded. Deep in me I liked how he gave me the space to make my own decision. And I did start liking his suit, even though I wish he wore something less formal, if this is counting as our first date.