The conversation between her parents made Rachael feel very emotional. Her heart ached for them and she partly blad herself for making them feel this way. Only if she hadn't taken a wrong decision, things would have been so different.
She knew her parents did not bla her for what happened but Rachael knew it was partly her fault too.
She was so blinded by love that she disregarded everyone's feelings. She didn't care about anyone but Oliver. And that ignorance was the reason behind everything that had happened.
She had already hurt her family once, she had no intention of doing it again.
Wiping her tears, she walked away without making any sound.
...
[NEXT DAY]
Staring at the ssage she had received from Andrew an hour ago, Rachael groaned in frustration.
When he sent her grandma Collins diet chart, she wanted to call him imdiately to discuss sothing important but ended up overthinking. She was trying so hard to find the right words that she could no longer think of any appropriate words. It seed like all the good words just fell out of her head.
Knocking her forehead, she cursed herself. "Think Rach—think."
After fifteen minutes of intense thinking, she finally called him. But her overthinking and anxiety jumped right back when he did not receive the call.
Burying her face in the pillow, she groaned. "Ahh—I shouldn't have called him." Only if there was an option to uncall people if they don't receive your call.
But contrary to her overthinking that he had ignored her call, he called her back.
Rachael jumped right back when she saw the caller ID.
"Okay….okay—" She took a deep breath. "Calm yourself." After repeating the deep breathing exercise a couple of tis, she answered his call.
"Hey, you called?"
"Yes, were you busy?" She asked.
"No, I am actually driving—"
"Oh, I'll call you later then—" She felt a little relieved. At least he wasn't ignoring her as she had thought.
"It's alright. Is sothing wrong with the diet chart?" He inquired.
"No, the chart is fine. Where are you now?" The more she talked, the more anxious she felt.
"I am on my way to the office." He could sense the anxiety and nervousness in her voice, which made him wonder if sothing was wrong. "Rachael, is everything okay?"
"No—I an yes—maybe no." She slapped her forehead. What the hell was she saying?
"What?"
"Can we et?" Instead of beating round the bush and making herself sound more dumb, she decided to straightaway jump to the main point of the phonecall
"I have a few very important etings today. Is evening okay?" He asked.
"No—I an, it's kinda important so—" She would definitely either chicken out or kill herself from all the overthinking and anxiety if she had to wait till the evening.
"Alright, there is still ti for the eting. Where are you?"
"I'll co to you." Since she was the one who wanted to talk to him, she should be the one to find him and not the other way round. "Where are you?"
"I am fifteen minutes away from my office. Do you wanna et there?"
"Sure, I'll be there as soon as possible." She jumped out of her bed while she was still on the call with him.
"Take your ti, just call when you get there. Do you want to send soone to fetch you?"
"That's alright, I can drive." Grabbing a random dress from the closet, she hung up the call. "I'll see you soon."
After hanging up the call, she rushed to the washroom for a quick shower. She didn't wish to keep him waiting.
….
After getting ready, Rachael rushed down without wasting any ti.
When Reeta saw her, she called her for breakfast. "I was about to call you, breakfast is ready."
"I don't have ti to eat mom. I am in a hurry." She grabbed a random car key from the rack. "I'll see you guys later."
"Woohoo hurry-pants, where are you going this early?" George inquired.
"You shouldn't leave ho without eating honey, co and eat," Michael insisted.
"I am seriously getting very late. Andrew has an important eting later so—"
Cutting her off, Michael excitedly exclaid, "You are eting Andrew? Why didn't you tell that earlier? Off you go sweetheart. You shouldn't keep him waiting." He then grabbed a toast and rushed towards her. "Here, eat this on the way."
Taking the toast, she kissed him on the cheek before rushing out.
"Drive safe," Michael reminded her.
"Okay dad, love you," she yelled back.
Grinning in excitent, Michael bead. "Did you see that Reeta? I told you she has a thing for Andrew."
"What thing? She is just going to et him." George frowned. "And why does she have to et him so early?"
"That is sothing between them, maybe they have so important private business. We have no right to interfere and no one will question Rachael about it. Is that clear?" When George nodded, he stated, "Whatever that is going on between Rachael and Andrew doesn't concern you, or your mother. Just like what you do in your private ti doesn't concern your mom, Rachael or ."
"But dad—"
"No ifs and buts young man, finish your food and go to work."
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