My Dear Future Husband, Leandra A. [read aloud .TXT] 📗

Red String of Lost Love Series

My Dear Future Husband

(Sounds of the camera shutters)

 

Alright one shot to go before we wrap this photo shoot...1...2...3 (click)

 

(Crowd Gasp)

 

Beautiful...

 

These are the only words that I can utter at that time when I first saw him. A man was wearing all black and standing in the center of a field of roses staring blankly at the sky, but when he heard the sound of the camera shutters, he closed his eyes and when he opened them again, for me he literally became a doll that was given life and breathe for the first time. It was really a breathtaking scene and I felt the need to catch my breath cause he just stolen it away. I can't believe it but I know this is what they called, to fell in love at first sight.

 

This was my memory of you when I was just 16 years old and since then I've been always watching your life as an uprising model and actor from the sideline, which is also why I decided to pursue modern art communication and advertising, in order to be able to support you in the future...my dear future husband.

 

For the first time in my life I felt happy that I was born from this family, who made it possible for our fate to intertwine. My grandfather who was the CEO of the largest multimedia company in our country today and his mother who was an acquaintance of my grandfather decided for us to get married. I was only 16 years old at that time when my mother told me that after graduation I'll have to get married by somebody whose face and name were never seen by me. I am living a life someone set-up for me. My future, goals, everything has been laid and decided already, that is why for me meeting you were the only right thing that has happened to me. Like a princess in a fairy tale I was waiting for the day that you take me away back to our castle.

 

But I guess there's a really huge different between dream and reality. I was living on my own fairy tale which you never planned to be part of and find myself unable wake up.

Chapter 1: My First Fairytale

Once upon a time, I wish for my dreams to come true...and then you came true. White wedding gown, white rose and a white silhouette, these are the things that I've been dreaming ever since I've met you. I didn't expect that fate will let me be with you, it was all thanks to my fairy grandfather who made my wish came true.

 

Ever since I was a child I was living my life in luxury but felt like a princess caged on her own castle. Like any other wealthy family, we are expected to be perfect in all things and obeying our parents will. My grandfather especially was our family pillar and we are all expected to obey him. However for me he was strict but a loving grandfather that is why I am more close to him than my own father.

 

He would always come over and bring me to his company and tour me around. It was at this time that I saw for the first time how people do photo shoot. I remember being told that the photo shoot that we are going to watch were just for a no name brand and they're doing this for an audition as well, so I wasn't expecting to see much from it. Unknown to me this will be the biggest turnaround point of my life.

 

“How long do you think this will take?”  Asked the man who holds his camera who seems bored and lack the enthusiasm to take more from the models line-up, waiting for their turn. “We just have on more people left”, answered the guy who was assisting him. The last model entered and stand in the middle of stage which was set-up to look like a garden full of Red Roses. He was in all-black simple clothing which made the photographer quite reluctant to take his photo. But the photographer was eager to wrap immediately the photo shoot and continued in taking the last shot.

 

Alright one shot to go before we wrap this photo shoot...1...2...3

 

The last model wearing all black and standing while staring blankly above, upon hearing the sound of the camera shutters, he closed his eyes and when he opened them again, for me he literally became a doll that was given life and breathe for the first time. Beautiful, these are the only words that I can utter at that time when I saw that scene. It was really a breathtaking scene and I felt the need to catch my breath cause he just stolen it away. I guess this is what they called, to fell in love at first sight

 

“Mister, Can you please tell me what was the name of that last model” asked by me who was very eager to know the name of that man who stole my heart away. “What was his name?” The assistant replied to me. He then brings out his notebook with the list of all people who was included for the audition and look for the name of that last model. “Alright here...his name is Jun Sy”, said by him.

 

From then I've been watching his life as an upcoming model and actor. At the young age of sixteen I have experience falling in love with someone at first sight and I dreamed of talking to him and even marrying him. However I understand that this dream will never came true, knowing my family they won't let me marry someone whose name and family were not known. I almost give up on him and thought that this will then be end our story especially now that I was told by mother that my grandfather told them that he has someone he wishes for me to get married. I will be engaged by someone whose face and name were unknown by me. But as fate would have it, when I was told about the name of that person that I'm betrothed, my ears cannot believe what I've heard.” I’m sorry mom did you say his name was Jun Sy? “I asked her, “Yes Alice... that's him, that's the name of your future husband”, that's what she replied to me while smiling.

 

I am living a life someone set-up for me. My future, goals, everything has been laid and decided already, that is why for me meeting you were the only right thing that has happened to me. I've been watching over you ever since I've heard my first fairytale, which is our life together once we got married. Like a princess in a fairy tale I was waiting for the day that you take me away back to our castle.

 

 

 

Fairytale Life Isn't For Me

“How about this one? Why don’t we pick him for our next project?” said the man who is holding a photo with me on it. “Nah...He won’t do for romance theme let’s pick another actor”, this came from the director that all actors have been wishing to work with. “What does he mean by that comment?” Is what I thought when I heard the two talking.

 

I am not boasting but although I’ve recently switch from being a model to a known actor now; I’ve been receiving several awards in regards with my acting skill. But I guess you can’t deceive the eyes of a known director. For some reason I can’t seem to act well when it comes to movies with a romance theme on it. Although there are seldom people who would notice this but still this is not an excuse.

 

I struggled my way in order to get here and be successful in this field that I’ve chose to. Honestly speaking it’s not my intention first to stay here for so long when I first started. I was just a student by then and was looking for a job in order to help me and my family since we are financially lacking and my mother who was the only one left in my family was also sick. A woman, who is my manager now approached me and asked me if I want to join an audition and become an upcoming model. At first I was reluctant to take the offer but I guess I don’t have time to choose what I will do to earn a living. The first audition I went was successful and was received well by the others, although there are still people who are until know doesn’t sit well on me. But life as a model and actor is really different. Not only do I lack the right emotions when it comes to love scenes there are now rumors circling around that if it’s not with my face and the influence of my current manager I’m nothing.

 

Right now I can say that I am on the stage of my career where in everything is about to collapse at one mistake, when suddenly I received a phone call from my mother whom I’ve seldom talk now these years. “Hello Jun, it’s me your mother, how are you doing?”  That’s how she greeted me in a very soft and seemed weak voice. “What made you call me suddenly is there a problem?”   I asked her, confused on what made her call me in the middle of the night, when it’s already past 11:00 pm. “I have something to tell you please come back home, this is important”, is what she replied before she hangs