A New Life

She opened her eyes slowly and looked at the window.

There, from the small and dark cottage, she saw her own house. Grand, white, standing tall with lights still glowing from the windows.

There, the maids were sleeping, just to waken up a few hours later and prepared her breakfast. When she went downstain from her room, she'll find them rubbing all the china in one room. Sweep the floor in another. Cook. Washed her clothes. Scrub the dishes.

There, at the garden where her favorite roses bloomed. At 6, the gardener would shown up with his bicycle, to cut the grass short, took care of the flowers just as they were his daughters.

There, at the eastern side of the house, lies the library. Filled with books she's read. Her favorite painting floats on the wall of wood. Her secret chamber where she praised her solitude, or stood on the window and looked back at the cottage.

There, the chef's cooked her favorite meals. They spoke in the language of their mothers, in some ways declaring their rightful ownership of the land the house stood.

The land where she was stranger. The land she knew for only one year.

There, in the living room, a painting of herself, sitting in front of her husband. In the gray background, that absorbed all the fake smile and a marriage of politics.

There, in her closet, a picture of her beloved brother. Wise, handsome, fancied by the girls and her parent. A son every father could ever dreamed. A brother every girl could ever ask.

One perfect human's figure, damaged by an accident in one night no one could ever forget.

There, a life envied by the other housewives. The luxury of diamonds desired by all women.

When happyness measured by assets, yet left an empty hole on the bottom of her heart.

A smooth breath drag her back from her thoughts of the life she already had.

She turned her body, stared at the man. Beside her, in the bed where they spend the night holding each other's plain body.

A man, different from another she had known. With visions and passions of his young age. Future he tried to reach in the haunt of slavery.

A man, attracted to her by curiosity. One who ever asked her about her dreams and thoughts. The one who tried to give her the freedom she never had.

A man, who listened to every words she said. Argueing without demanding. Took her to magnificent places she never stood in.

A man, her people judged as maid. Live and existed only to serve those who occupied his country. Worthless, and sometimes thieves. Not to be trusted, nor to love.

A man, who put all effort he had to make her laugh. To show all the beauty the world possessed. Warmth, like no person ever shown or give. An honest love, as sincere as a child to their mother.

A man, once was her guide to the new city. Now her guide to face every day of her life. The reason she woke up from her sleep. He transformed into a channel of her to find hope and kindness in every aspect of life.

A man, no jewels could buy or trade with him. No god could ask her to leave him and all the change he brought. Like no human could stop the night to come, no forces could stop her from loving him.

A man, whom she would throw her life for. For time seemed to turn back as desperate as it was without him. A man....who will give all the life she never had.

He opened his eyes slowly and looked at the young women in front of him.

As awakened as he was. Looking at each other's eyes.

The window was behind her, with her whole life staring....and slowly blurring away.

"Run away with me..."