(Sophie POV)
It's 5 pm in the afternoon. I ordered my maid to rest and sleep, and ordered my guards to find another job cause I don't want anybody's following me like a stalker.
"I miss my uncle so much, there's nothing can replace him in my life. I just wanna be alone forever, I hate this moment so much, when the bliss is there, the sorrow's waiting for its turn"
I remembered when my uncle told me while we were at the garden. He hugged me at that time and told me "Someday a lot will be attempting get you, but only one of them is true"
At the middle of my cries, the doorbell rang, I see the guy from the little opened window, I'm a little curious who that person is, so I go downstairs and opened the door, I see Ricky, he's smiling, wearing a simple clothes and short, holding the framed painting and a writing. I offered him to come in and sit on sofa, I made a coffee for ourselves. I gave him a coffee and starting to ask him "Why are you here? and for whom these things?"
He reached those things to me and said, "I just wanna give you these things, the simple poetry and my painting, I know you're not that happy, but I hope a simple efforts of mine can relieve a little bit of your sorrow, so I decided to make this things to comfort you, you can tell me your problem and resentments and I would listen anyway" with his tender voice.
His face is very personable and good-looking despite the poverty he's facing. I love his face, he's a talented man, hardworking, lovely and sweet. I'm not secretive person, when I'm comfortable, I would tell them my whole life, so I told him my past.
"When I was 14, my parents died on an accident, the only thing, I have now for them are the pictures and memories. After a year, my uncle supported me, he's the cousin of my dad. He put me in the goodhands and educated me in expensive school. He treated me like his very own daughter but now, I have nothing left to remain standing in my life. I was the unlickiest woman in the world " I touched my eye when I'm telling him my throwbacks.
He gets the face towel and he reached it to my hand, tells a me serious expirience with a joke "Wipe your tears Sophie, you're lucky. How lucky you are to have people like them, but that's the life, everyone leaves, everybody expiriences that phenomenon.
"I grew up without family, I'm not even an insect but I grew up with flowers and plants" He jokingly said. You're lucky you had the family once before but I'm not.
"I'm writing and planting beautiful roses and plants, making the garden so beautiful and nice looking is one of my passion, making a deep and figurative poetries is one of my passion instead of being lonely and sad. You have said before that no one has ever gave you a poetries before? Then I'm giving these things to you."
I must admit that he's so talkative but it sounds sugar to my ear. A great happiness came into my chest when I heared those, "Thank you very much, but I forgot something, I didn't even asked how you are."
"Just like before planting and writing poetries, I do the same thing all my life" he said
"The garden is full of colorful flowers and clean, there's no rotted plants nor flowers in it, " I didn't know because it's not my home before. The uncle just brought me to live in this house when he knows his life won't last for a years. I just visited this place last month but now. I own this unintentionally"
"Have you been in relationship before?" Ricky asked
"Nope, don't have any expirience for love, don't have any time for the biggest joke"
A colorful words suddenly I heared from his mouth, "You can't tell that love is a biggest joke if you someday felt it, the greatest gift of destiny is the love"
I grinned, took down the coffee and responded, "That's also a joke to my ears, but the a tone of your speech, obviously you're a poet. There's a guy courting me, he loves to give me expensive clothes, chocolates and stuff but I don't like him you know why?
"His manner is a hell, his being is a hell. He loves to use prostitute women for his own sake. I saw him doing that, he's been always drunken everynight, he's rich more than you know but he's also an evil more than you know. That's why my uncle hides me from him.
"I don't know how long it will last and he'll find me, he was the son of bit*h, son of business partner of my uncle before, his name is Jasper. The evil one, I'm afraid to see him again I'd rather die than to be with him"
I took a deep breath and tells my fear "I don't know what to do, if someday he finds me, my uncle is gone, there's no other person could help me longer"
"I would help you, anyway, just like many times your uncle helped you when you were in tears, do you want to recieve more poetries and arts from me and forgets that man? " He said while staring at his painting made for me.
I smiled at his handsome eye "I would love to" I said with my glitter voice
Okay lady, I'll be starting tommorow, I would give you poetries everynight as you haven't expirienced giving you a poetries before"
We talked too much to the point that We have spent a night together. He's leaving my home already but when he turned away, "I forgot, I have a little fragrant rose for you" he reaches it to me and left my home.
My night has been filled by the energy like a morning, my tears were replaced by smile and joy as the personable man approached me. It's very rare phenomenon, I want to think about him but it's dawn so I decided to take a sleep and rest but promise he made my day so special.