Whisper of Fortune and Love

his old days, the heartbreak and chaos. His thoughts and emotions swelled, and they did so haphazardly, as if fighting amongst themselves to be heard. Weeks had passed since the

vulnerability, had yet to be touched. The chemistry was there, as were the emotional scenes, but their history left scars, and Michael knew l

He had started from nothing, built an empire, created wealth, yet the one thing he knew nothing about was the sway of lov

n her-a vulnerability that she hadn't expected. She had tried to fight for the love she believed was worth fighting for, but the last few weeks had challenged her more than she had an

ready to trust him again, afte

h supportive word, struck against her thoughts, reminding her that her own life had not been one of wealth and riches, but one of service and purpose. Her reality la

e got home after her shift, Michael texted her. Th

ng about us. Can

he hurt she had been holding, but a part of her longed for a resolution. She wanted to believe in them, in th

t she did but sent it back; her

ut we have to be ho

 also wasn't an open invitation. The uncertainty was in the air between them like fog, heavy and pervasive

rately selected the spot. It wasn't luxurious or over the top. It was cozy and intimate, a place wher

ed to be thinking very hard, a worried crease on her forehead. When she looked up and saw Michael, her lips formed

s nerves. For a moment, they just looked at each other. Words felt ins

everything. For not being present when you needed me, for no

gone through. She had dedicated so much time to protecting herself, guarding her heart, that she'd almost brainwashed hers

to believe you. I really do. But it's hard. After e

s, "please, let me explain." "I know," he said. "And I don't need you to forgive me

the raw truth of his faith in her. It was a side of Michael she had never witnessed and it frightened her. W

y had? What if he was read

in a low voice. "I need to decide if I can trust you

served her trust - or that their love was more than a moment, that it was

"I'll wait for you as long as it ta

k fix, no simple solution to the questions they each held in their heart. But it was something beyond

hey both had hoped for. It was raw and honest, and painful at times, but also beautiful. For the

t they had discove