"Oh my god, why can't I sleep," Vincenzo said to himself and sat up on his bed.

It's always like that every year when it's Anastasia's birthday. He always felt guilty for not coming back with her candy floss.

"She must hate me," Vincenzo said to himself as he stood up from the bed.

He never stopped blaming himself for their parted ways. If he had not gone with the Butler who came to pick him up, they would be probably married now.

On that fateful day, Butler James had taken him back to his family after the conflict had been settled.

Vincenzo had become depressed and when his grandfather noticed, he decided to adopt the little girl. Unfortunately, they got there a little bit too late as her real family had adopted her.

The matron refused to reveal the Identity of the people that adopted her, not even his grandfather could persuade her to reveal it. Since then, he had been searching for her all to no avail.

He remembered his promise to Anastasia the day before her birthday. He promised to get her candy but he never returned. He also promised to protect her and marry her but he could not fulfill any of his promises to her. He felt disappointed in himself and continually blamed himself. That's why he never promised anyone anything again.

The only person he will ever make a promise to would remain Anastasia and he was going to make sure he fulfills the promise. And also get married to her because he had promised himself never to get married to any other woman except Anastasia.

Once, he met a girl in his high school, Tracy Turner. The girl looked so much like Anastasia and she was usually bullied by the big girls in the school. Due to the guilt, he was having towards Anastasia, he decided to protect the girl.

Slowly, he started having illusions of Tracy being Anastasia. He was slowly developing feelings for her until one day he told himself that they must bear the same name and face the same problem but they are not the same person.

And after that day he stopped caring for the girl and broke off whatever illusions he had of her. He was determined to be faithful to just his Anastasia.

Vincenzo walked out of his room and headed downstairs, when he got downstairs he went to get water from the fridge then he walked to the sitting room.

He usually goes to the orphanage on Anastasia's birthdays because he had a feeling she might visit one day.

*

The next morning Vincenzo woke up very early, he took his bath, got dressed, and left the house immediately. He did not bother to greet his grandparents because he was starting to avoid his grandmother.

He headed straight to the orphanage and hoped today was his lucky day.

When he got there, he was satisfied with the preparation that his assistant had made. The matron came to greet him. She was already getting old but still looked energetic.

"Matron Kilsby, I hope everything had been arranged as usual?" Vincenzo asked, embracing the old woman.

"As usual, boy, you strive for perfection. The children are so happy, especially the abundant candies on display and of course, Anastasia's favorite Candy floss" Matron Kilsby said in her croaked voice.

Vincenzo smiled as he led her around the garden. This was the garden he shared with Anastasia whenever she was sad.

"Matron, do you think she might come this year? I have a feeling I am going to meet her today," Vincenzo said, his eyes filled with hope.

The old matron looked at the young man who hadn't forgotten that little girl he saved from bullies in the orphanage. She remembered that he almost died saving her from a fire breakage too. Was this true love?

"I hope she comes. Your wish should be granted. My son, you have been so persistent in finding her. May I ask why?," Matron Kilsby asked.

"Should I say I love her or should I say I am patiently yet eagerly awaiting to fulfill all the promises I made to her? Could it be because of my guilt of leaving her that day without a goodbye? Matron, I truly don't know the reason but I know that I just can't get her off my mind" Vincenzo said, smiling faintly.

His assistant and best friend, Martins, who was nearby, sighed softly. Only when Vincenzo comes to this orphanage does he seem like a normal human. If the workers or even his business partners saw him smiling just now, they would have been stupefied.

Vincenzo was perfect in appearance. He was drop-dead gorgeous with full lips like a woman. His eyes were of emerald green topped with lashes as thick as the forest. He had that striking smile with deep dimples and his brows were shaped like a well-curved half-moon.

His only flaw was the fact that he never dates a girl for more than three months and all the girls have similar features. Martins guess they must have had features like the girl he was looking for. He wondered if they would ever see that girl.

"Martins, stop daydreaming and get the party started already. Are the cakes here yet?" Vincenzo asked.

Martin was surprised to see him already at his front. Wasn't he just discussing something with the matron? When did he get here?

"They are on their way. I want to go and check the lighting at the entrance. I think it's a little faulty," Martins said, concealing his surprise.

Vincenzo thought a little about it and decided to fix it instead. There are still some things Martins needed to do inside.

"Just go and handle the other stuff, I will fix the lighting," Vincenzo said, taking the tools from his friend.

Martins, who was surprised, just nodded and left him to fix it. He hopes Vincenzo can do it, "You have to put this on. Don't soil your clothes."

Martins gave him a coverall before going inside.

Vincenzo walked up to the entrance and started fixing the lighting. He was still on it when he heard a girl laughing.

"Pffft! I never knew you were just a light technician and you have the guts to act pompous?"

Vincenzo turned to see the face he had been thinking about all through last night but his face became shrouded in anger at the girl's words.

How dare she!