My heart skipped a beat. I forgot to breathe. A sharp electric current is running all over my body. Setting my body on fire. My breaths were uneven. I read the remaining letter.
"At this moment I need to see your face. Jealousy I love it. Anyways I know you are not interested to know about her. But I need to tell you about her."
I thought to stop reading further. Because I am jealous. I don't want some other girl to steel his heart. He is mine isn't it. Stop reading But curiosity wins my heart, so I continued reading.
"She is my little angel. My hope. She is colourful like butterflies. She is cute and loveable like dolphins. She will dance in rain like a peacock. She is as soft as cotton candy. She love to sleep and eat. She love to play guitar, but I need to teach her."
Almost my heart jumped out my rib cage. He is describing me.
"She is my world. Then she is the most beautiful girl in my world. I'm waiting to see her, touch her, live with her. She is "My Red Rose."
Find out weather Eric will find his red?