(Arata)
Karsten safely tucked in and left the room to give privacy so I could speak to my family. He briefed on what he had told Baba while he carried upstairs.
Mostly it was because he wished to save his neck, but I had to be strong while speaking to my family.
Any distress on my part, and they would suspect sothing was wrong with . So I locked away all of my emotions and hit the button for a video call.
As if waiting for my call, Baba picked up instantly. Mom was with him. Their worried faces ca into view.
"Hey! Our beautiful girl, how are you? What happened?" Baba worriedly asked.
"Are you okay? You want us to co get you?" Mom seed worried, too, I could tell by the number of creases that had decorated her forehead.
I willfully smiled. "I am fine, it’s just a little sprain. I shouldn’t have worn heels to the office, but you guys know how I love them." I tried to play it cool and acted like it wasn’t a big deal.
It really wasn’t. I was a big girl who could handle a little sprain, but it was heartache that made bleed emotionally.
The worst part was I couldn’t even speak to anyone about it..I had no emotional support, and I had to stay with the sa person who had caused this intense heartbreak.
"You sure, Moonshine? Are you comfortable there?" Baba asked, his face lined with worries for , and I hated that.
Both of them had been through so much in their entire life, I didn’t want to add to their struggles when they had finally found peace.
"I am very comfortable, Baba. I have this luxurious guest room all to myself and a personal helper. Plus, Mr Karsten’s mom is super nice. You guys needn’t worry." I assured them with a mixture of truths and lies. I ensured to use his title so they wouldn’t suspect anything.
"Have you taken any dication?" Mom asked and I offered her a detail of dicines Dr Haines had left .
"Rest for a few days, don’t overstretch yourself at all," Mom advised, and I offered her a nod.
We spoke for a long ti, and I asked about everyone.
"How is Aunt Huria doing?" She had been on my mind..
"She is better but still on bed rest. She is a fighter. You know her," Mom relaxedly said. I guess so of the tension on her face had evaporated, seeing I was well.
We spoke for a while longer with both of them giving hundreds of instructions.
After many reassurances from that I was comfortable and not in pain, the call finally ended.
I relaxed against the headboard and stared at the ceiling.
Boredom hit soon. Unable to get up, I didn’t have many options. I reminded myself to ask Asbela to place so books on the side table so I had easy access.
Picking up my phone again, I began to aimlessly scroll, and the idea of seeing Azul’s new video descended in my mind again.
I would just take a peek, won’t like his video or leave a comnt so he wouldn’t know. I promised myself not to DM him either, but just see what was new.
Opening my other account, I clicked on his profile to check out his latest video, and my mouth hung open.
The sexiest man I had ever seen was donning and rocking red leather. His hand proactively road his body, teasing the audience.
The mask and hair had been deliberately chosen to give a gothic Christmas vibe, and I loved it.
Heavens, was he tempting to ogle at. My ovaries seed to have been fried when he asked in that tempting voice of his. The one that dripped all over like forbidden dark chocolate.
"Have you been good?"
What was it about this man that drew to him like a magnet?
I wanted to jump into his lap and feel that bulge under my heated core.
Even the re thought was making the heat rise between my legs.
Maybe I should have chosen him instead of Karsten and remained locked in those casual escapades we both had been enjoying. Karsten had already thrown that in my face, so what could go wrong?
"rry Christmas, you all, especially my Phoenix."
He ended the video with those words. As much as I enjoyed him, his special interest in nagged at the back of my brain now.
With that mysterious persona and vibes, he could easily be my torntor.
Those disturbing thoughts made close the video.
There was another search I needed to make.
Opening the search engine, I typed: "Toledo Family."
Different searches erupted with links. I kept looking when I finally found what I had been searching for.
But I was left totally disappointed when I opened the link and found just generic information about a family which wasn’t even in Sparia. It wasn’t the family I was looking for. Soone had redacted that information from the internet.
Karsten was too smart, and he had hidden his steps well. If Callum hadn’t helped , I would have never known, as there were no searches with Karsten Toledo or Karsten Hughes.
Frustrated, I put away my phone. Maybe I should sleep to get peace of mind. So slipping under the quilt, I closed my eyes and went to sleep.
***
The next few days passed by with stuck in bed. To my surprise, Karsten gave space, and whenever he ca near , I couldn’t sll any tobacco on him.
He had kept his promise. Either he had reduced his smoking, or whenever he smoked, he avoided coming near .
Camilla and Asbela were both great help to . Giving company and taking care of my needs.
Asbela and Caysir left for Christmas vacation on the morning of the 23rd, and I gave them their Christmas gifts before they left.
Both of them left, extrely delighted.
A snowstorm, as predicted by the weather forecasters, hit Marica City in full swing on the eve of 23rd December, and everything paused.
People were left restricted inside their hos. The bone-chilling winds blew with heavy snow, blanketing everything underneath it. The beautiful garden was solely covered with snow as I watched from the window and wondered if my life was forever going to be like this.
Lonely and cold, without a partner by my side who would consu with his love.
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