Ninety nine

CHAPTER 99

GLENN.

It glowed like the moon and I could as it sparkled against my soul—My thoughts — Thoughts that I could feel sinking into the deepest part of me till all I could feel was it coldness.

As it appeared that was the only thing I could possibly do at the moment, I had to think my way out of the situation and it was made difficult by the fact that all these feelings were unconditional.

What more could this be described as than being chaotic, it was exactly the situation of my heart when I had arrived home, I was realizing that all this feeling overwhelming my soul wasn't just mere thoughts rather it was the factual truth yet I couldn't decipher what it was.

I had looked at the whole situation for a long time from a different perspective but at the moment I was starting to realize that things were not the way it is not supposed to be, it was way different —As a matter of fact the woman I had thought was responsible for all of this turned out to be different from what was at the back of my mind.

It should not have bothered me but it did, at the moment I tried to take my mind away from the stalker and concentrate it on the dinner I was having later that evening with him, turning the faucet off I walked out as a cool rush of unease drifted through my body, my eyes feel on the dress I would be wearing that evening and a smile came up on my face —I wouldn't usually opted for black but at that moment the message had Stated clearly:

Don't be late, dress in black —

I had broken the first request therein the text, with the fact that I was still at home at half past six it was glaring that I wouldn't get there as early as I wanted to.

While the whole feeling was still settled at the back of my mind, there was still something else intertwined. It was something birthed from the fact that I was about to see him again.

In a way though still confused with a feeling of being up under water I was thrilled by the idea that I might have life sprouting deep in my womb.

The feeling caused a warm kernel of pleasure to flow through me, as a matter of fact I would say I didn’t realize that l was by this man until now—and it wasn’t because of fact that it looked like he might have chosen it was because he was him.

Fully dressed, I stood in my room for a moment, leaning against the dresser and staring at myself in the mirror. I had to admit I was looking totally radiant even as my chest constricted. I didn’t think I’d ever felt this way about anything or anyone .

I might have treated the last as though something of non existence but as it turned out it might just be my way of being resentful about my past mistakes.

Maybe resentful, maybe it was just the fact that I treated the past with pure anger. This feeling that seared through me came with a cutting flame of memory.

For no reason my mind thought again about the moment when I had been rejected by my own mate. It was funny that I was still thinking about it all this while but at the same time I wished to myself that they could see the new me.

I felt like crying as my eyes burned, as I blinked I thought no one would make me cry, all through my life all I had done was give into my sorrow and let it overwhelm me, but that part of me was gone.

Love, infidelity, passion, romance… The list of these emotions were endless, yet if I could turn back the hands of time, it would be to spend eternity with him.

My gaze coasted around my bedroom, taking in the entire view so I would be certain that I was not forgetting something, after I was done I made my way down stairs as I crossed the hall while putting on my pretty dark dress

I made my way down the stairs, and relief hit me when I found the cab I had ordered waiting, taking one good look around again for the lurking shadow I got and we were soon hitting the road.

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It was all chatter friendly and I was speaking about the conversation I was having with this man , from a corner of the room soft classical music played slowly.

It was Santi thing, he had a flare for classical musical and with the little time weekend spent together the habit had slowly rubbed off me.

I didn't know the song that was on but I hummed slowly to the sound of the beat that felt catchy. The room seemed a little quieter by the minute as soft lighting sparkled off the glass view of the city.

His black-suited for suited the surrounding as we were a totally matched, unlike me I flowed more with the other real couples that were around, it was as though I was starting to accept the fact that I Could be More human after opening up to Anna.

If there was anyone that noticed this, it was most certainly Thiago.

"Wow, didn't know you could blend in so well " He commented with a smile.

Speaking about him, I didn’t know how it had happened, but he seemed to be a happier man today, the whole aura gave was that of warmth and complacency, and I couldn’t stop myself from wanting to lean Into him and kiss him.

I was going to remind about the plans for the travels but Figured it could be dumb to ask, The problem was, if I stopped to ask it could most definitely ruin the moment we were having.

While it could perhaps just be only my wishful thinking . . . He’d probably only give me a stare as he asked the question i had been dying to hear all evening:

“I didn’t expect you to remember that music, he would be coming to the burial, to ask for an autograph.”

I was assuming that I was just thinking the words in my heart but as I looked down at him as he glanced at me with a half-lidded amber gaze that always sent my pulse racing, I couldn't help but to force a smile.

"So you agreed that I am coming with You?" I smirked hard and he nodded his head.

"Yeah, who else?"

As we were both standing at the bar, and I was a few steps away from him, I took the remaining steps toward him, as I hugged him tightly.

I would have kissed him but I was not one so keen on public display of attraction. He smiled hard as I Stood by his side.

The way we were standing felt so close , Close enough that I was in fact breathing in his air as my shoulder brushed his chest. Close enough my skin danced with the awareness of his presence.

"Can we drink that."

“Yeah? I answered quickly, "But not alcohol."

I reached across him and stopped him from opening the alcohol bottle.

A hint of a sly smile pulled at his lips. "You are definitely not Glenn."

I frowned, a little bit surprised… As he sounded rather ridiculous.

" Why did you say that? "

",It may sound lame but Glenn loves her alcohol. "

I glanced at him,.and a sudden wave of shyness overcame me.

"I just don't feel like drinking tonight," I muttered.

" Really ? " He arched his brows.

" Huh- uh "

" What do you feel like doing then? "

I fluttered my eyes as I looked back at him trying to sound as flirty as I could.

"You might want to follow me home to find out."

He smirked hard, raising two fingers as he beckoned at the bartender.