“God, you are so lucky,” My roommate Erica gushed as she laid on my bed, watching me get ready. I just smiled and went back to applying mascara. My boyfriend would be there in five minutes and I was putting the finishing touches on my face. We had been going out for nearly a year and everyone in my life loved him. Hell, who didn’t love him? He was perfect, or just about as close as one person could get. He was tall, dark, and handsome. He was from old money and had the manners of a prince. He was funny, humble, caring, and had great tastes in music. My parents absolutely adored him as did my brothers. He played every sport there is, was a high powered lawyer and he was crazy about me. That’s great, he’s fantastic. The only problem was that I wasn’t in love with him.

                The bell rang through our apartment and Erica jumped up to answer the door. A few seconds later he came sweeping into my room with a large smile and handed me a single white orchid. They were my favorite flowers and he knew this so sometimes he would surprise me with one. I grinned and kissed his cheek before putting on some lip gloss and grabbing my coat off of the bed.

                “You look amazing,” Hugh said, twirling me around to look at me. I had on a simple black cocktail dress and black strappy sandals. We were joining his parents at their country club for drinks before going to see some play that everyone was raving about.

                “Why thank you darling. Are we ready?” He nodded and entwined our fingers before leading me out of the apartment, waving to Erica as we left. He opened the passenger door of his black Range Rover and helped me in before running around to get in himself. I observed him as we drove, wondering to myself why I couldn’t make myself fall in love with him.

                His light brown hair was wavy and fell into his baby blue eyes all the time but it was adorable. He only had one dimple, on his right cheek and his smile was wide and inviting. He stood at 6’3 and had a slim frame but he was filled out in muscle. He wore a tuxedo like it was nothing; but then again he looked fantastic in just about everything.