Over the subsequent months, he quietly followed her around, bought things for her and generally made his presence felt. Looking at him, he was the boyfriend of any girl's dream. He was handsome, hard-working, came from a well-to-do family and loved her passionately. She told him off, making him understand that she did not want to marry out of her race. She encouraged him to be interested in another girl of his own race. She even chased him out of her house with a broom. But the next day he came back.
To get her own life back, she told him to upgrade himself as an accountant. Willingly he left for further studies in UK. Breathing a sigh of relief, she happily went on working and juggled her many suitors. Letters kept coming from our devoted Romeo. Many packages arrived periodically. After a few years, as the date of Romeo's return drew near, Julia panicked.
She hastily picked one of her boyfriends and got married. When Romeo returned, she was heavily pregnant with her first son. He cried in front of her office, she also cried. She felt bad about deceiving him, but what could she do otherwise? He just simply refused to give up.
Fast forward many years, she is eighty one today. Her husband passed away last year. She chanced to meet Romeo's cousin the other day and got a hold of his telephone number. He was unwell, had diabetes and high blood pressure. They had a nice chat over the phone. Who knows, perhaps they would meet again and be friends?
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