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  “Are you hungry?” Chris asked, finding me through the rear-view mirror.

  My stomach growled louder than the engine, which was a direct result of negligence since I forgot to eat something before we left LAX. I’d been too caught up following my bliss. Wondered if Mr. Carl even noticed I was gone yet. He was probably too busy escorting his beloved Laura to another marvelous theater performance.

  I realized everyone else around us had fallen asleep. “Oh yeah, sure,” I replied.

  As I stared at the lines in my palms, I pondered the line between chance and fate. It must’ve been fate that Chris and I met at the operetta, and he introduced me to this whole new perspective, a perspective which I didn't realize existed less than 24 hours ago. All I knew was their profession' had something to do with him being there in the first place. He explained he was on a business assignment, and he found my curious eyes gazing through the crowd.

  Afterward, he took me to his marble mansion in Laguna Beach and gave me a quick tour of his large estate, so I wouldn't get home too late. For the entire night, he stared at me with soul-piercing eyes like we'd known each other. Neither of us were surprised when he didn't take me home. The way we spent our time together, alone in his mansion, there was no doubt in my mind we were together.