"Hi! I'm Marilyn. You must be Timothy Zolanski, the new neighbor," she cheerfully speaks up.

I lightly smile.

I'm nervous and breathless by the sight of  her. She is beautiful. She is everything I imagined her to be. She is exactly as I envisioned her to be. I sketched her to life.

I'm speechless.

"Yes. I am Timothy. It's a pleasure to meet you. Come on in."

She smiles at me and gets into the house. She takes her seat and I am mesmerized by her divine beauty and presence. Her smile. She is stunning.

"Would you like anything to drink?" I ask.

"No,thank you. I just came here to see who joined in the neighborhood and It looks like you're finding it hard to fit in here," she plainly puts it out.

She could tell that I'm struggling?

"You can tell that I'm struggling to fit in here?"

"Definitely. I was just like you the first time my family and I moved here. Everyone seemed to have these eyes that looked like they knew everything about you".

I'm astonished. She's bluntly spitting out every emotion I've felt ever since I moved here
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"It's like you know who I am," I say to her.

She laughs. Gosh,that laughter. It's angelic.

"Baba told me a lot about you. You're surprisingly astonishing. You're odd but I like it."

I lightly smile at her and she smiles back at me. There Is no awkward silence, just a peaceful and quiet silence.

She then gets up from the sofa and stretches out her hand to say goodbye. I gladly take it.

"I will be going for work tomorrow but I will find time to come over here and bring you something tasty."

I'm excited, I feel like Heaven just descended.

"I will see you tomorrow,Marilyn," I say to her and she chuckles,pats my back and walks out.

She is the one for me.