The Fire Of Love

In the year I was scraping by, I impersonated my sister to care for her fiancé, who had lost his sight, all for half a million.The day his sight returned, I left without a word.Our next encounter was at a business interview.I was an obscure intern reporter.His status restored; he was the young executive poised to inherit the Xavier Luxury Group.Reporter asked him: "We've heard that during your illness, your fiancée Miss Zimmerman stayed faithfully by your side, and the wedding bells are soon to chime?"With the hint of a smile and a ring revealed on his hand, he said, "Yes, we’re about to get engaged."Yet his gaze, behind the spectacles, drifted unintentionally to me, secluded in a corner.