'Are you married?'

Yes, I had asked her this.

I guess my brain had its own intentions of swooning her off directly for the marriage stage, skipping everything that was in middle.

And no points for guessing, she had laughed. On my face.

And the only thing i could offer her was an awkward smile which she returned by laughing even more loudly.

I was a dumbass.

still am.

But that was a start, a start of so many things.

Of friendship?

Of Trust?

and maybe, a minuscule percent .

Maybe,

of

Love.