but tonight was different. Lilly... was different. I tell her everything about my marriage, and she always consoles me, and calls Elijah names," I paused as I chuckled. I continued, "And yet, sh

ky to have someone that cares for her," I said. "Not really. I'm not worthy to be in her presence" he gulped down his drink as he stopped talking and I did the same and silence took over. The silence lasted for only a moment before he interrupted. "I strongly believe you should divorce your husband. He is a jerk who doesn't deserve you" I muttered, "Or.. not. Lilly is a supermodel. She is skinny and beautiful. Everything about her is perfectly made but I'm just a boring woman. I focus more on my work than my looks, and if I were Elijah, I would choose her over and ......" He cut me off before I went deep, "I will choose you instead, you are more beautiful to me, more perfect. I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. You are the definition of beauty" "Is the alcohol finally kicking in or did I hear him? Beautiful, how can he say such things without blinking?" He cleared his throat, pouring another shot as he disrupted me from my thoughts. "You know, I always wondered what type of man you will end up with. How lucky he will be to have? That thought makes me so upset" "Upset? Why will you be upset?" I wondered for the hundredth time. "Because he will be the luckiest man alive, and he will have something I have always wanted" He gave me a confused look as I stopped, anticipating for him to say more. "You don't know, do you?" I asked. "Know what?" He asked impatiently. I gulped down my drink in one go and stared at him. On a normal day, I won't do this but the alcohol is getting the best of me. "I have liked you since college days, I know we never talked and I thought you disliked me, but I have liked you since then. But don't be bothered by my words, those feelings already faded away" I blurted and took a deep breath when I was done. It was so childish but now I have gotten it out of my chest, I do feel better. To avoid getting rejected, I have to lie and now I can't even stare at him. "What?" he asked and I repeated it after him, looking at his blue eyes. There was no disgust there, just disbelief. Why does he find it shocking that I liked him? He still didn't say a word, like he was trying to process everything I said. Now I'm regretting saying anything. What was I expecting? He already has another woman that he is in love with. Why will he care for me? But because he has shown me little affect