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whispered then I suddenly felt being betrayed

“Don’t you mean all those years you’re betraying me? How could you? I thought you were my friend but all this time you’re fooling me around.” I snapped. I slapped his face and glared at him. “That’s for kissing me without any permission. Please just leave I don’t want to see you right now.” I said

He walked towards the door and glared for minutes until he spoke, “You’re still in love with your ex ha? I thought when I become sweet to you I can capture you but it’s only just a waste of time.” He snapped.

Blood rushed to my brain. “How dare you accuse me?  You don’t know anything at least him he asked permission to me unlike you. Please just leave.” I begged before I became broken then he left. I embraced myself and tears starting to fall down. I couldn’t stop I was grieving for the loss of my dearest friend. He wanted more which I couldn’t commit. I left my gallery and proceeded outside the castle. I went to the stable and freed Raven. I rode at him even and went to the grassy field. I screamed very hard as I could I wanted the pain to come out it’s too much for me. This day is full of unexpected events no it was a shitty day. I’m broken again like the past; I hold my head which was filled with many things. For now I should give space for the both of us. It’s the only way to breathe at this situation. I’m only worried for the future which was waiting for us. I put my hand in my pocket and touched something I looked for it, it was the pocket watch. When I opened it, a melody burst out it made my heartbeat stop for a minute. Even I hated the person who gave me this in the end he was still inside my heart. He made me feel calm and sorrow by the used of this thing every day. “Please let me go.” I whispered to myself as I continued to moan.

Chapter 8

It’s the fourth day of my exhibit I was expecting him, Patrick but unfortunately he didn’t showed up. 3 days ago, after that incident we were not communicating maybe he was really upset. Am I really that mean? I need to settle this issue but grandma advised me “give him time and space.” she said. Perhaps she was right Patrick was really seemed offended of what I did. I was roaming around when I saw him, Ted memories came back just like the first time I encountered him in Seattle. His blue eyes were shining with mixed emotions what was he thinking? I found myself staring his lips, those impeccable and soft lips which I enjoyed kissing before. I wanted to feel it again in mine. Suddenly, I felt embarrassed when he locked his eyes at me, those lips curving into a grin. He didn’t change even a bit. I walked towards to join him which I saw his face in amusement. I started to smirk he responded me with a chuckle.

“Like my works?” I joked

Still staring at the portrait, “Yes, they were all pretty.” He commented

I felt happy and nervous at the same time. I tried to apologize…“Umm… I’d just want to apologize for treating you 3 days ago and…” but he cut me

“There’s one portrait I like the best.” He said. I gave him a questionable look. Excitement and anxiety burst in my veins. Which portraits does he like?

He led me the way until we found ourselves in the third portrait hung in opposite wall. I was shocked it was the same like mine “Sunset” I turned my head to see him and in my amusement he was dreaming.

“I like this… no, I love this painting so much.” He said dreamily

I don’t know why? But tears started to fall from my eyes. What was he telling me? Does he still love me? When I thought on the idea I doubt it but my heart keeps jumping. I tried to calm myself but I couldn’t until I felt warm arms squeezing my whole body they were his. His scent gives back time.

“Come. You need fresh air.” He offered

I nodded he gave a soft smile. We went outside he holding my hand what was he thinking? I kept staring on our hands, on him but he was unreachable. We reached a café near the gallery he released my hand to open the door. Inside was a cozy place rattan chairs, tables with serene atmosphere and the smell of different kinds of coffee.

“Good afternoon. How may I help you?” a clerk asked. She was a brunette with hazel eyes in her uniform. Interesting...

“A black coffee, two blueberry cheesecake and an ice coffee with extra milk.” He said and turned his head giving me a smile. He still knows my coffee. He gestured telling me to find a seat while waiting for our meal. I nodded and found one near in the windows, while looking around I studied the different portraits hanging and I found mine. It was a portrait… suddenly he came.

“Love the portraits?” he asked and gave a genuine smile

“Yes.” I said still staring at it.

“Do you know it?” he asked while he took a sip of his coffee

I nod. “It was one of my paintings during my second exhibit entitled “the black” I did not expect I will see it here” I said

He smiled. “People love you especially your different ideas about the world.  You give light to them.” He said

I flushed and smiled at him. Like me he turned red and embarrassed. I tried to hide my amusement but I couldn’t. I started to laugh while him staring at me with annoyance but in the end we were both laughing. We ate our food. I took a sip of my drink until he spoke.

“So, how’s life? You’re famous all around the world.” He said and took a sip again

“I’m fine…” Am I? I raised my head to look at him exactly what’s in my mind he gave a worried look asking me to confide my problems. “I get it… I’m not good.” I started telling my problems he listened to me patiently and never interrupted me. When I was done I was already sobbing but the tears falling in my eyes were actually I felt better. He moved his chair and sat beside me. He embraced me, gave a kiss in my head and telling me everything will be alright. I regained my composure and smiled at him. We finished our meal and I suggested we go to the music hall. He stills holding my hands squeezing it the entire time. When we arrived I led him to the piano area. I offered him to sit beside me which he nodded and I started to play. The entire time he was listening patiently while I played different music and theme. When I was finished it was already 6 in the evening I turned my head to him, gave a genuine smile telling him I’m fine now. I tried to peck his cheek until he captured my lips by his. The kiss was full of need and sorrow, I could feel butterflies in my stomach it was passionate enough to feel right. I could feel his love and how sorry he was, it gave back memories when I was his and he was mine. We ended up catching our breaths. I enfolded my arms in him while he squeezed me more tightly.

“Thank you.” I whispered

“I love you.” He said. I hugged him tighter.

“I miss you so much” I confessed

He gave a small laugh.

Chapter 9

Ted drove me way back home. I’m grateful for his confession. Are we that fast? I asked myself, before I was angry at him now I’m happy being with him my feelings were unpredictable same as his. I remembered how we ended up it was painful in my side but I didn’t know it also cause grieve to him. Life was really impulsive we never knew what will happen in the future. As I arrived home I caught him staring at me.

“So…umm…what are we now?” he asked nervously.

“You never change a bit.” I said and smirked

“Are you smirking at me? And…” I kissed him which he returned. When I stopped he grinned revealing his pearly white teeth.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He said and laughed. I pecked his cheek and came down the car.

“Good night Ms. Austen” he said

“Good night Mr. Park” I said and waved at him.

As soon as I entered the door I heard his car leaving. I couldn’t stop smiling all over and over again. Yeah, I’m still in love with him all these years I couldn’t forget him. Maybe it’s time to forgive each other. I’m 23 already. “Yes that’s it!” I shouted myself. After this event I realized I’m more worthy if they are with me it’s time to go back in that place and faced my past and tried to forgive them. A sight of relief came through me.  My eyes caught Martin as the usual waiting for my arrival.

“Good evening Martin.” I greeted

“Ms. Evelyn” he acknowledged. “Mam, Mr. Brooke had arrived earlier this evening and he was waiting you together with your grandmother.” He added

I nodded and he led me towards the living room. Anxiety came through my body thinking many things about me and Patrick when we arrived I saw him talking to my grandmother seriously. Martin acknowledged my arrival both of them turned their heads in my way. I walked toward grandma pecked her cheek and greeted her same as to Patrick but the moment was awkward.

“Patrick is there something you need to tell?” I asked seriously not leaving his eyes.

“I will leave the both of you to give privacy. Good night.” She said and leaved

“Ely…” he started

I waited for him to speak until he kissed me. He stopped himself and I stared him with horror. The kiss was a mixture of lust and love different from Ted. He spoke while I tried to understand every word he said. “I’m sorry for this and the other day. I didn’t mean to blast out its just it I was hoping when I kiss you we could be more. But apparently things didn’t change especially your feelings”

I took a deep breath before I answered. “Listen okay. Trick we both know that I love