The Knotty Bride
“My boyfriend is a famous movie star. My boyfriend is a famous movie star.
Everybody in first class on the train from Rome to Orvieto is staring at us. Brandon is stoic and quiet, reading from his newspaper while I’m busting at the seams.
“Lily, stop staring at me,” he quips from beneath the paper.
“I-I wasn’t staring.” It’s just that I’m so happy. I never thought we would finally be a real couple. I glance around at all the other curious passengers. I meet their gaze and they seemed... surprised.
Is it? Their eyes ask mine. Is that?
Yes, it is, I nod back. Emboldened by my willingness to meet her gaze, a young woman stands up and heads over. In a thick Italian accent she asks, “May I havva autographa?”
I don’t even bother to think. My head is in the clouds. I snatch the notebook and pen out of her hands and sign my name. She looks very disappointed.MoreLess
Everybody in first class on the train from Rome to Orvieto is staring at us. Brandon is stoic and quiet, reading from his newspaper while I’m busting at the seams.
“Lily, stop staring at me,” he quips from beneath the paper.
“I-I wasn’t staring.” It’s just that I’m so happy. I never thought we would finally be a real couple. I glance around at all the other curious passengers. I meet their gaze and they seemed... surprised.
Is it? Their eyes ask mine. Is that?
Yes, it is, I nod back. Emboldened by my willingness to meet her gaze, a young woman stands up and heads over. In a thick Italian accent she asks, “May I havva autographa?”
I don’t even bother to think. My head is in the clouds. I snatch the notebook and pen out of her hands and sign my name. She looks very disappointed.MoreLess
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