Part 1 : First Meeting. It was the firmest handshake he'd had in a while, and that moment he knew he wouldn’t look at another woman except her. He knew exactly who she was, not to mention he had read her interview enough times to remember every answer. He never thought he'd meet her so informally as she looked as someone who was more comfortable in a board room than anywhere else. Strange for any girl he thought. He could sense her discomfort with the present happenings. The same discomfort he showed when he realised the drive with parents was just, once again, to find the one for him. He didn’t believe that you could find your soul mate by just a glance. She didn’t believe that too, and he fell in love with her only more. His heart skipped a beat, just like it did every time before he addressed a crowd, when she wanted to talk to him privately. "I can't do this", she said. "Can't do what", he asked surprised. "This whole arranged marriage thing. I clearly won't say yes to someone because he has a good job or because my parents think he'll keep me happy", the longest sentence he'd heard all morning. His heart went through a range of emotions, mostly surprise and love. "I'm not asking you to", he said, surprising her. "What do mean", she asked startled. "I mean, I don’t believe I can find the one, by just drinking a cup of coffee she made!", realising how rude it sounded only after he saw her nervous face turn straight. Sensing how annoyed she was getting, he thought he should have some real talk.
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