what if - & I know it isn't - life was a fairytale?

"Drew Sparks", he introduced himself, with a bright and genuine smile on his face, looking straight into her eyes.

How could he do that?, she asked herself. How did he come like a thunder into her life, and get so intensely stuck, like that, so quickly? Drew Sparks; that was his name. Funny, she thought. That was actually the effect that he provoked in her: a briefly fugacious explosion of lights, filling her belly and all along her chest. (…) Sparks, she concluded.

"Faith", she said, "Call me Faith."

He gazed at her, always with that indescribable smile stamped on his face.

"Nice to meed you", they both said, precisely at the same time.