"Is there sothing wrong Beatrix? Call paranoid or sothing but I sensed weariness in your tone. Are you really fine?" Elisa sounded suspicious.
I distance the phone away from my ears to avoid her high-pitched voice from piercing my eardrum. Her Intuition never ceases to amaze . No matter how I kept sothing from my best friend she would always find it out and she will find a way to squeeze the truth from . This ti, I wonder how she manages to feel it across another country. I'm convinced Elisa has a powerful instinct.
A burst of strangled laughter erge from my lips, even my laughter sounded strained. I thought wincing from my failed attempt to act super fine. How I must convince her that I'm doing fine when I wasn't even convinced with myself? "I'm doing fine Lis! You needn't worry!" My voice rose into a convincing cheerfulness and I silently I wished it worked.
My friend didn't press the matter and I sighed with relief. I guess I have just won this little battle. If Elisa was here, my acting wouldn't work. Just one look into my eyes and she will know instantly as if she could read my emotions by looking into my eyes that things aren't perfect as it seems.
A couple of days had passed since my father announced his plans to send to Brittania so I could attend Harvey University to help polish my career. I'm quite elated at first but as I think of it for days, the excitent faded. Sohow it was replaced by fearful apprehension and doubt. I have once been bullied because I was born different. My eyes have a differing color.
Sohow it was enough to scare , there's a huge possibility I would beco another bullying target by so reach elites who act as if their family could buy everything.
"Harvey University is my dream school, Bea! My classmates were kind! The processors are very good—though so still rattle my nerves—still, they are wonderful!! I enjoyed every single minute I spend here in school. I'm sure you have doubts at first. That's exactly what I felt the first ti I ca here.
But after a few months of adjustnts to my new environnt, I began to love this place." Lisa exclaid, breathless. I could imagine her eyes lit with fascination, red lips parted in awe, and pulse jittering with unrestrained excitent as she paced back and forth.
"Thank you, Lis, that helped a lot. Hopefully, I would have the sa beautiful adjustnt as yours."
"Why not? You have Faith Vienne with you. I'm sure you will adapt well to Brittania! You will not only enjoy the scene you will also enjoy the n as well!"
"P-pardon ?"
"Don't be ridiculous Bea! Good-looking n flock here in Harvey University! Billionaires, future CEOs, Buisiness n, Artists, Model, Architect, and Engineer! You will all find it here. You will never get bored!"
"You just ntioned all the reasons why I should Lis." I sighed heavily. Elisa just explained how complicated the University.
"With your beauty, I'm sure as hell there wouldn't be any difficulty attracting a hot babe Bea."
My eyes rolled heavenward. "I've no plan to attract one Lis," I replied grimly after leaving the comforts of the Victorian sofa and paced back and forth in the middle of the empty terrace. Silence hung the room, only the soft sound of my feet pacing back and forth helped ease the disconcerting silence. It was so different without papa and my brothers in the house.
I'm used to hearing their voices everywhere, it gives a sense of comfort and a sense of security. Once I leave the Mansion I would miss their presence every single day. Just the thought was enough to dampen my spirits. I don't know how much more would I react once I'm living alone.
"Forgot your boyfriend or ex-husband, Beatrix, if you have one. You deserve another man." For the second ti that minute I roll my eyes heavenward. This is going to be a lengthy conversation. I told myself.
"Don't worry Lis. I already forgot his existence in fact I'm trying my best to recall him." I replied after taking a deep, long breath.
"You really don't get my point, Bea. If a man existed in your life he should have found you already. I assu that if he did exist he didn't want you in his life. Perhaps after discovering that you're pregnant he left you."
My feet froze, I stopped pacing back and forth and sat on the long Victorian sofa. The long sofa was so big that it made feel emptier. How I wished Faith Vienne was here but she was gone with Clarissa. Probably they are in the garden for a walk.
"I guess he wouldn't do that to ," I argued. There was suddenly a part of who believes that whoever the man was, isn't capable of abandoning .
"You're right, Bea. It would be your intuition telling you." Relief flooded when Lis finally agree. "Perhaps he passed away before he could discover your pregnant with his child." She added.
"Dear Lord," I mumbled grimly wondering how did our conversation turn so grimly. "I will call you again Lis, maybe tomorrow? I need to so packing."
"Sure, Bea. So other ti. Please do stop overthinking. It will only stress you out"
Just like you're stressing out? I want to add but kept it to myself. "You take care, Lis," I said instead.
"You too Bea. See you soon." She hung up.
I moved to the sofa and took the spot where I sat a while ago. My back leaned on the soft cushion behind . There's too much for to do but so little ti. I don't know what I should do first. But I still haven't summoned the strength to begin one of them.
Little by little my mories return but I still couldn't understand the short flash backs appearing in my thoughts and sotis in my dreams. They remained a mystery like a piece of a puzzle that needed to be put together to form a perfect image.
Lisa's words reverberated in my mind. She had a point a while ago when she told the possibility that my boyfriend or husband—if he even existed—would possibly be dead. How tragic. I thought while closing my eyes. Imagining a mysterious lover buried six feet below the ground. He was probably waiting for to visit his grave.
If he was a ghost, I wonder if he was with now.
"A penny for your thought." His voice was soft and sexy, almost music to my ears. I wonder if I had only imagined it.
I forced my eyes open. A pair of exquisite blue eyes were intently looking at . My heart skipped a beat. I still wonder how he has this powerful effect on my nerves. My eyes landed on his teasing lips, it was curved into a sultry smile. My throat gone has gone I straightened my spine and cast a casual glance on his direction.
"How long have you been standing there?" Warmth spread on my cheeks at the notion he'd been watching without knowing.
"Long enough to witness the unusual expression on your face." He replied, moved to the corner of the room and lowered a potted plant on the floor, an additional to Papa's collection of rare plants.
My eyes followed his movents. At the sa ti wondering how he managed to look so sexy without trying. He always remind of soone. I was so sure I'd seen him before. Isn't it on a television or a magazine? I forgot.
I'm not so good recalling the details.
He was now moving towards my direction. I impatiently waited for him. He stopped when he was just a single step away from the sofa. His eyes never leaving mine as his fingers fumbled behind his back as if searching for sothing. Before I could ask what he was doing he was already holding a stem of pristine white roses in front of .
My pulse jittered and I found myself taking the flower with trembling fingers.
White roses were my favorite. I couldn't believe he guessed what I like in flowers. "Is it for ?" I asked, eyes wide and hopeful. It was so kind of him to give a gift.
"No, It's for Faith Vienne." He replied without filters. My hope went down the drain. My shoulders fell. So much for hoping that he picked it for . "You had plenty. Your suitor gave you a bouquet this morning."
Without another word he walk towards the door. My curios eyes trailed on his back until he opened the door and closed it again. Once more, silence hung inside the terrace but this ti it was deeper than before. I made mo move to follow him. Why would I?
He was gone but I was still frozen on my seat wondering why did he sound like a jealous lover.
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