Before going to bed, Odd and I usually talk while cuddling under the sheets. Our conversations ranged from mundane to something interesting. It was a night before Odd was going to travel to Oslo for his monthly course to be a franchisee and we had our usual talk.
“Do you think it’s absurd to aspire something great?” I asked him. My head resting on his chest while my hand was fiddling with his t-shirt.
“No,” he replied while caressing my cheek. “I think it’s great to dream of something.”
I shifted my position and I was now looking at his handsome face, staring at those emerald eyes of his. “You know what, you always support me even though some people thought that my dreams or ambitions were unrealistic.”
“Of course, because I know you can do it,” he said, smiling at me. “I can see that you’re working hard to achieve it.”
I didn’t say a word and instead dug my head on his chest. He smelled like a baby.
I was listening to his heartbeat anti fungal when he spoke another word.
“I mean people need dreams in order to work hard and be motivated,” he said. “Those people who thought that your dreams were unrealistic are afraid that you might be disappointed.”
“Duh,” I said, rolling my eyes. “It’s my life and if I fail, I’ll try again no matter what it takes. If others managed to succeed, so can I.”
“You’re right.” he said calmly, moving to face me. We were on eye level as his hands cupped my face. “I love you and I want you to be happy.”
He kissed me.
“I love you, too,” I said. “That’s why I’m working hard not just for me, but for us.”
He smiled and kissed me again. “Let’s go to sleep. You know that I have an early flight.”
I nodded, moving my head back on my pillow. I took a last gaze on our window where I saw the clear night sky gilded with twinkling stars. It was beautiful and then I closed my eyes.