I spent the whole day going crazy from the frustration of being trapped inside. Sitting on the sofa, I asked myself for the hundredth ti why didn’t I see this coming. I should have seen this coming so why did I ignore the signs. It couldn’t have been a wild coincidence that there was a set of newly decorated room joined to an art studio.
Hayden must have prepared this set of rooms for . It wasn’t like renovation could be done so fast so how long ago had he prepared these rooms? Did he always intended to lock
up in here?
I lay down on the long sofa and covered my eyes with the back of my hand. My head hurts and I feel sick just from thinking of all the scenarios and explanation for this dire situation. Everything that I thought about went from bad to worst. I should have known from the mont that I was led here last night that this wasn’t a room prepared for soone to simply spend the night.
I laughed deliriously to myself at the initial joy and appreciation that I had for the art studio and how I regretted not being able to use it. I was still certain that the natural light during the day shining into that studio would look absolutely stunning. It was dayti now, but I haven’t stepped one foot into that art studio.
It was quite ironic how sothing I was just looking forward to now beca sothing that I loathed.
Hayden may have put his thoughts about
into the renovation of these rooms, but it was far from what I wanted. After spending many hours doing absolutely nothing, the sun ray from outside started to turn orange and soon I knew that night would arrive. I wished that ti would pass by faster or that I could skip to the ti when Hayden returned back to this mansion.
Auntie brought
food for all my als. She shook her head in disappointnt and disapproval when she saw the untouched food on the table. Without reprimanding , she replaced the untouched food with the new set of food for my lunch. The sa thing happened when she replaced my untouched lunch with food for dinner.
Although the food looked and slled pleasant, I didn’t have the appetite to even touch it. My mind was too busy on how to convince Hayden into letting
go.
"Is Hayden back yet?" I asked.
Auntie shook her head as she continued to clear away the dining table. It was still early in the evening, so I wasn’t super surprised that Hayden wasn’t back yet. I let out a loud sigh as I decided that taking a relaxing shower might help improve my mood. However, deep down I probably knew that nothing would help lift my spirits at this point.
"You should make sure to eat your food on ti, Malissa," Auntie said with a worried look on her face.
"I’m too stressed out to have an appetite…" I replied honestly.
Auntie left with a depressed frown on her face, and I headed for the bathroom to take my relaxing shower. It was a while after I had gotten out of the shower that I heard the sound of the door unlocking from the outside. Instinctively, I knew that it wasn’t Auntie who was unlocking my door right now.
Jumping up from the sofa, I raced to the door. I arrived in front of the closed door just in ti to see the door slowly open. My heart almost stopped beating when I ca face to face with Hayden. Hayden was dressed in an all-white suit that complinted his light blonde hair and blue eyes so perfectly well that I couldn’t help but admire his looks for a split of a second.
The firm sound of the door closing behind Hayden brought
back to my senses.
"Hayden…" I began speaking.
"You haven’t been eating," Hayden stated in a low voice.
"Excuse ?" I said, taken aback by his unexpected words.
"Auntie told
that you haven’t touched your food since morning. Is that true?" Hayden asked as he leaned back against the closed door leisurely.
His eyes that stared down at
was anything but relaxed. He was basically glaring down at
like I had committed a serious cri against him and his family.
"I don’t feel like eating," I replied. Guess who’s to bla for that?
"You’ll get sick if you don’t eat properly," Hayden said before walking past
into the room.
"Hayden! You can’t keep
locked up in here. Please let
out…" I called after him as I started following him.
Finally, I was able to say it. Hayden didn’t stop walking and it didn’t seem like my words had any impact on him at all. I heard the sound of the door opening and when I turned around, I saw a few maids roll in a trolley filled with food, fruits and drinks into the room. Hayden headed to the dining room, and I followed him in irritation and confusion. Why isn’t he even listening to ?
"Calm down. Sit and eat," Hayden commanded at he took a seat at the dining table.
The sight of him sitting there leisurely with his legs crossed only added to my anger and frustration. Was he just planning to ignore
and the current problem at hand?
I watched as the maids professionally arranged the food on the table. With a loud sigh, I sat down in the seat opposite him at the dining table.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked.
"I have no idea what you’re referring to," Hayden replied casually.
"Why did you lock
up in here? Why are you just ignoring my questions?" I demanded to know.
"I’m not answering anything until you finish up your food. So, I suggest that you start eating already before the food gets cold," Hayden said sternly.
He’s driving
insane; I swear.
--To be continued…
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