"So, where are we heading?" Matthew asked Sophia as they walked down a narrow path.
They've been walking for more than ten minutes ever since they met. They are currently walking a path that surrounds by rocks and a few trees.
"In a place where magic can happens," Sophia replied as she struggles balancing herself while walking on top of the rocks.
"Magic you say? Seems like my escort still thinks like a child," Matthew scoffed at her answer. Sophia pauses from walking, and put both of her hands on her waist. She glared at him, and pouted at his remarks.
"I believed that we are still a child no matter how tough and mature we are. Besides, don't you get tired of being tough all the time?" Sophia glances at Matthew.
Matthew came to a stop when Sophia asked him a question. The questions made him to look back at the recent years of his life.
He was still a ten years old kid when his father died due to a car accident. All of his father position passed to him for he was the only child. Matthew mother died when she give birth to him. That was also the reason for his father to treat him coldly. He did not experience of having his father's attention.
But, his father was a wise, and a rational man. He was always the top of the business industry. The young Matthew grows up with a high intellect like his father. He was educated earlier among his peers. He never experiences to be a child. And the pressure on him became heavier when his father passed away. He entered the business industry early. Fortunately, he has his uncle Mr. Lee to assist him.
Mr. Lee was his father best man. Through the years of his service, not even once he breaks the trust that his father gave to him. He was also the one who take good care of everything when his father died. Both of them protected the company from the prideful and selfish businessmen like Mr. Thompson. Matthew slowly started to think like his father. A man that his only goal to become strong, and to protect the company that his late father passed to him. He completely gets rid of his emotion so no one can beat, and trampled him.
But, Sophia made him realized that he never act childish. Or, not even once in his life he became comfortable, and feel relax.
"Maybe, I get used to it that it never crossed my mind that it is tiring," Matthew finally replied her. Sophia saw how Matthew stares into her eyes. Even though she doesn't know anything, she felt that this man experienced a tough life. To become a great person, you have to endure the difficulties in life. Sophia felt astonish on how Matthew face everything by himself. She felt sadness aroused inside of her.
She walk back where Matthew standing.
Matthew saw her walking back toward his direction.
"Is there a pro-"Matthew was about to asked when Sophia surprised him with a hug. He felt a bit nervous. Whenever a woman tried to cling to him, he constantly gets irritated, or feels disgust. But, when it came to her, he never felt these emotions. Rather, he felt awkward. He was there standing like he was struck by lightning.
"It must be tough. I don't know your story, but I can see in your eyes that you must have been undergo such difficulties," Sophia said this as she patted his back. She try her best not to shed some tears. Although.
"Why are you crying, Miss Sophia?" Matthew asked. He felt something wet on his shoulder. At first, he thought that it was raining, but he heard a small sound of sobbing.
"I am crying for you. I don't know, but I feel sad," Sophia replied while sobbing. Matthew never thought that someone will cry for him. The women who cried because of him were just the reason that he never pays attention to them. But, he knows that this girl in front of him is different.
"Thank you, Sophia," Matthew slowly feel relax on her arms, and hug her back.
"I didn't think that someone will feel sad because of me. All these years, I tried to become like my late father. To protect what was left, I have to endure it. I never shed tears for I thought that it will only make me weak," Matthew told her everything he experience in his life. On how he became the man he is.
Sophia only listened to him as they stood there on each other arms. Matthew didn't feel uncomfortable telling her his life. This girl was the only person who knows his story. He didn't open up to anyone. But, he knows that this person is someone who he can trust, and feel comfortable.
'It is so strange that I only met her today, but I already told her my life. If it others, I would put up my guard, and treat them coldly. But, why do I feel like I can be myself if it is her? And, why do I feel like we met before?' Matthew thought.
"Such a harsh life," Sophia said it as she let go of Matthew. She takes a step backward, and wipe her tears. Matthew pulls out his handkerchief, and helps her wipe her tears.
"I admit that my life was difficult, but I got through it all. If it others, they might lost their mind, and gave up. But, look at me," Matthew hold her cheeks, and made her to look at him. "I did not lose it. I become who I am today because of my effort. So, no need to cry."
"If you say so," Sophia calmed herself, and wipes her tears. She couldn't believe herself that she cried a lot. This only made her motivated to help him.
"You should really let it out, Sir Matthew. I will help you, really!" Sophia looked at him with resolve in her eyes. Matthew, for the first time, let out a smile. Not a fake smile that he always showed to others, but a smiles that show his sincerity.
"Alright, after this I will treat you to whatever you want," Matthew softly gazes at her, and pinch her cheeks.
"Okay! Let's go!" Sophia grabbed his hand, and pulls him as they walk toward their destination.
Matthew looks at her small hand, and squeezes it. He also doesn't feel uncomfortable with this small gesture. It only made him smile. Somehow, this feels familiar.
"Sophia, have we met before?"
"This is my first time meeting you, Sir Matthew. Why?" she asked as she pulls him along.
"Nothing," Matthew dismissed the thought of the familiarity he felt. He only look ahead of them.
Feeling excited for what lies ahead of their small tour.