Stealthily I drew my gun (my gaze) giving me judgment of being a hunter who was face to face with his distracted prey, and at the first shot, like a fan that was pouncing on the ground, and I fell in love with him and make no mistake I suddenly broke my calm at that moment and his eyes were warned ... he told me let's talk, and it was done, it was love at first sight and today that “Sir is my husband” that's how I met him in a bookstore in my city.