The woman Behind His Fortune

r young man with worn out shoes, and empty wallet and big dreams. Naomi Williams had been the only person who believed he could achieve it. ''Damian,take this.'' Naomi stretched a small

ays awake at night studying business plans. I know the man who walks into interviews even when he expect rejections. I know the man who refuses to steal, even when he has nothing.'' she touched his arm. ''And I know that one day,people will wait outside of your office just to get five minuets of your time.'' Damian stared at her. Nobody had ever spoken about his future as if it were something real. Nobody except Naomi believed in him. ''What would I do without you.'' he whispered. she smiled. neither of them knew that one day, those words would become a painful reminder of everything he had lost. That evening, Damian accompanied Naomi to a cool old mango tree behind her aunt's house. it was their favourite spot. the tree had stood there for decades, its thick branches spread across the sky like protective arms. They came there to talk about their dream, gist and laugh whenever life became unbearable or they feel heat, Naomi wanted to become a successful, business woman. Damian wanted to build an empire. They had made severe promises, beneath the tree,but that evening Naomi was unusually quiet. ''Whats wrong?'' Damian asked. ''I got my admission letter.'' Damian blinked. Then his face lit up. ''you got into the university in London?'' ''yes.'' ''congratulations I'm happy for you.'' He lifted her and spun her around. "I knew it! I told you that you would get it!" Naomi laughed, holding tightly to his shoulders. For a few beautiful seconds, she forgot why the news had made her heart ache. Then Damian put her down. "When are you leaving?" "Three weeks from now." His smile slowly disappeared. "Three weeks?" "Yes it's a five-year program." The silence between them suddenly became unbearable. Five years. Five years without her laughter beside him. Five years without her encou