Vere works as an employee under his boss. He wanted to ask for a pay raise due to the medical bill for his sick Mother. His boss instead humiliates him and mocks him for asking for a pay raise, and instead lowers his salary and threatens to fire him if he does not accept.
Due to his Mom being sick, he needed the job and accepted begrudgingly. However, he soon found out that his girlfriend whom he loved dearly was cheating on him with his boss as her sugar daddy. Vere flipped out and tried to attack his boss, only to get thrown out to the streets after getting badly beaten. When he was angry at life for treating him this way, a beautiful lady clad in business dress approached him and told him to marry her.
"Who are you? Vere questioned her with his weak voice.
Vere gently opened his eyes after hearing a woman's voice say, "Hey, wake up." The world around him was blurry at first, but slowly, his surroundings came into focus. He found himself lying on a park bench, the harsh streetlights casting an eerie glow on the pavement.
Vere's voice was weak as he mustered the energy to speak, "Who are you?"
The woman crouched down beside him; her eyes filled with compassion. "My name is Mira," she replied, her voice soft and reassuring. "I couldn't help but notice your despair, and I wanted to offer you a way out of this situation. I have a proposition for you, May I know your name? “Vere," he answered.
Vere's brow furrowed in confusion and skepticism. "A proposition? What kind of proposition?"
Mira smiled gently, her eyes revealing a depth of understanding that took Vere by surprise. "I've been watching you, Vere, and I see a man who has been dealt an unfair hand by life. You've faced rejection, betrayal, and hardship, but you still have the fire to fight. I admire that."
Vere's heart was heavy with skepticism and bitterness, but a glimmer of curiosity began to stir within him. "What do you want from me?"
Mira leaned in closer, her words measured and deliberate. "I want to marry you, Vere. I want to offer you a chance at a new life away from the pain and suffering you've endured. In return, I can provide you with the stability and support you so desperately need."
Vere's mind raced with conflicting emotions. He had been burned before, and trust didn't come easily to him anymore. Yet there was something about Mira's sincerity that tugged at his heart. He thought of his ailing mother and the desperate situation he had found himself in, and he realized that he had nothing left to lose.
With a nod, Vere accepted Mira's proposition. It was a leap of faith into the unknown, a chance at a fresh start he hadn't dared to dream of until now. As they stood up together, Vere felt a glimmer of hope rekindling within him, and for the first time in a long while, he dared to believe that life might have something better in store for him.
Mira extended her hand to help him up, and together they stood on the dimly lit street. Vere's body still ached from the beating he had received earlier, but the pain seemed somehow more bearable in the presence of this enigmatic woman.
"I'll take you to your house so you may consider my proposal of marriage," Mira stated calmly.
Vere furrowed his brow, his skepticism unabated. "What do you really intend to do? Why are you going to get married right away?"
Mira sighed softly, her eyes reflecting a depth of emotion that Vere couldn't quite decipher. "It's a long story, Vere. But the truth is, I want to marry soon because I believe in second chances. I believe in taking control of one's destiny, and I believe in offering help when it's needed most."
Vere's guarded demeanor began to soften as he listened to Mira's words. He had spent so long resenting the world and its cruelty that the idea of someone genuinely wanting to help him seemed almost foreign. Yet he couldn't deny the genuine compassion he saw in her eyes.
They arrived where Vere lived. Mira parks her car on the side of the road. As they walked toward Vere's small, humble apartment, Mira shared snippets of her own life. She spoke of her own hardships and the challenges she had overcome. Her story was one of resilience and determination, and Vere found himself beginning to believe that perhaps there was a purpose to this chance encounter.
Arriving at his apartment, Vere hesitated before unlocking the door. He turned to Mira; his heart heavy with the weight of his decision. "I need some time to think about this, Mira. This is all so sudden."
When you're ready, give me a call."Vere closed the door behind him and stood in the dimly lit entryway, still trying to process the unexpected encounter with Mira. He had isolated himself for so long that the prospect of reconnecting with someone from his past felt like a distant dream. But Mira's offer had ignited a spark of hope in his heart, one he thought had long since extinguished.
He walked over to the window and looked out at the city skyline, its twinkling lights a stark contrast to the darkness he had been mired in. The streets below were alive with the hustle and bustle of people going about their lives, and Vere couldn't help but wonder if he could ever find his place in this world again.
Over the next few days, Vere found himself constantly replaying his conversation with Mira in his mind. He had always admired her strength and determination, and her unwavering support now was both heartening and intimidating. The lifeline she had offered him was tempting, but it also came with the daunting task of confronting his past and the demons that had haunted him for so long.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Vere picked up his phone and dialed Mira's number. He had spent hours contemplating his decision, weighing the risks against the potential rewards. The phone rang, and with each passing second, his heart pounded louder in his chest. He almost hung up, but then Mira's voice broke through the silence.
"Hello?" she said, her voice warm and welcoming.
"Mira, it's Vere," he replied, his voice shaky with nerves.
"Vere!" There was a hint of excitement in her tone. "I'm so glad you called. How have you been?"
The words tumbled out of Vere's mouth, a mixture of relief and anxiety. He told her about his struggles, his regrets, and the weight of the past that had been dragging him down. Mira listened intently, offering words of comfort and understanding.
"Vere," she said when he finished, "I can't promise that this journey will be easy, but I can promise you won't be alone. We'll face your demons together, one step at a time maybe we can discuss more better we meet in a cafe, what do you think?" "Okay deal, tomorrow," Vere answered.
And in the next day...
That afternoon the two had arrived at the café... As he sipped his coffee and watched the rain patter against the window, Mira arrived, her warm smile putting Vere at ease. "Vere, I've been thinking about our conversation," Mira began. "I understand that your family's financial situation is difficult. I still believe we can help each other, but we should discuss the details and set some ground rules." Vere nodded, grateful for Mira's pragmatism. They spent hours that evening discussing the logistics of their arrangement. They agreed on a clear plan: they would enter a fake marriage for a set period, enough to cover his mother's medical expenses. During this time, they would pool their resources, split the costs, and appear to be a married couple to the outside world. But behind closed doors, they would maintain their individual lives and personal boundaries. In the weeks that followed, Vere and Mira put their plan into motion. They met with a lawyer to ensure all the legalitie
Since that fateful moment, the lives of Vere and Mira had taken divergent paths. Mira's parents continued to oversee their family business, and despite the lingering heartache, they remained resolute in their decision to keep Vere at a distance. For Mira, this meant a constant tug-of-war between the love she held for Vere and her loyalty to her family. Meanwhile, Vere had no choice but to forge his own path forward. The separation had been painful, but he couldn't afford to let it paralyze his life. With determination, he embarked on a challenging journey to find new employment. Months turned into a seemingly endless cycle of job applications, interviews, and rejections. The job market was competitive, and Vere's sense of unease grew with each passing day. But he clung to hope, the same hope that had once rekindled his life when Mira had offered him a lifeline. After many attempts and numerous sleepless nights, Vere's persistence finally bore fruit. He received a job offer from
Vere's heart raced as he rushed back to his apartment after the unexpected night at the hotel. A sense of urgency gripped him as he knew he had an important meeting at the office that day. The sun hung high in the sky, casting long shadows in the bustling city streets as he weaved through the throngs of people. When Vere finally arrived at the office, he knew he was a few minutes late for the crucial meeting that was already underway. His steps quickened as he entered the room, his presence drawing fleeting glances from his colleagues. The discussion that unfolded in the meeting room sent shivers down his spine. The executives were deep in conversation about the potential sale of shares in a company that served as a partner to the one Vere worked for. The implications were stark—there would be massive layoffs because of this corporate maneuver. Vere listened in silence, a pit of anxiety forming in his stomach. As details were laid bare, Vere couldn't escape the undeniable realit
As Vere waited at the airport for his return flight, his thoughts were consumed by the day's events and the awards ceremony that had marked a significant moment in his career. However, fate had another surprise in store for him, one that would tug at the strings of his heart. Unintentionally, his eyes fell upon a familiar figure in the bustling airport terminal. It was Mira, standing beside a man who bore the air of her husband. Vere's heart constricted, and an overwhelming sense of sadness washed over him. He watched silently from a distance, the ache of longing and unspoken words welling up inside him. Mira and her husband appeared deep in conversation, but there was something in Mira's demeanor that Vere couldn't ignore. She seemed uneasy, her smile forced, and her eyes distant. It was a stark contrast to the vibrant and confident woman he had once known. The flight was called, and Vere boarded the plane, his thoughts still tethered to the chance encounter at the airport. For
As weeks turned into months, Vere's curiosity about Mira and her family continued to gnaw at him. He had successfully acquired the company owned by Mira's parents, but there were still so many unanswered questions about her life and her marriage to the enigmatic husband he had seen at the airport. One evening, as he sat in his office, take him deeper into the mystery that surrounded Mira's world. He had reached the point where he needed concrete answers, and he knew just the person who could help him uncover the truth—a private investigator. After a thorough search, Vere hired a seasoned investigator, James, who specialized in discreet inquiries and background checks. James arrived at Vere's office, dressed in a suit that exuded an air of professionalism. "Mr. Vere," James began, "I understand that you have some specific inquiries regarding the Fuentez family, particularly Mira and her husband. Is that correct?" Vere nodded; his gaze unwavering. "Yes, James. I need to know mo
The news of Mira and her family's plan to leave the country had left Vere with a sense of urgency and unanswered questions. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story, and he couldn't bear the thought of letting her slip away once again. Without wasting a single moment, Vere took decisive action. He called upon James, his trusted confidant and representative, and together, they made their way to Mira's family home. The grand mansion stood as a testament to the Fuentez family's wealth and influence, a place where Vere had once shared moments of joy and heartache with Mira. As they approached the ornate front doors, Vere's heart raced with a mixture of hope and trepidation. He knew that confronting Mira's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Fuentez, would not be an easy task, but it was a necessary one if he hoped to unravel the mysteries surrounding their sudden departure. The grand entrance hall of the mansion was as opulent as ever, adorned with priceless artworks and shi
A year has passed... In the small, cozy cafe in Bormio was a warm oasis amidst the cold outside. The couple, Vere and Mira sat at a corner table, sipping their steaming cups of coffee as they watched the snowflakes dance in the frigid air. Vere's serious expression with his brow furrowed with the weight of responsibility. Before turning his attention to Mira, he gazed out of the window. "Mira, I don’t want to leave you always but because of the business I have to," he said, with a tinged voice of concern. " But this is a company business matter that I need to take care of. The company has a problem." Mira, ever the supportive wife, offered him a reassuring smile. Her eyes held a hint of pride as she replied, "No problem, Vere. I understand. I'm thankful that I didn't make a mistake with someone who helped and trusted me. And who would have thought that my intended fake marriage would turn out to be true?" Mira's word gaze softened as Vere's listened. And reaching his hand acro
At the end of the eight-hour flight, the plane touched down at the airport. Arriving safely at his business conference destination. Vere went straight to the hotel where he would be staying. The hotel staff greeted him, he checked in and he was accompanied by a staff member to show him his room. As he settled into his room, Vere took a deep breath and his thoughts kept drifting back to Mira and what he saw when he was headed to the airport. "Maybe I should call her," he mumbled to himself. Vere grabs his phone but in perfect timing there's an incoming call from Mira. "Hey babe, I was just about to call you," Vere said, relieved to hear her voice. "Is everything okay?" Mira asked, her voice laced with concern. Vere went on to explain the situation and how he felt it was necessary to hire bodyguards for their home while he was away. Mira listened intently and agreed that it was a good idea. “Mira, I know that you weren't expecting to have to hire bodyguards so soon, but I think