Right after I turned to my street and parked outside of my house, his SUV slowed down. I pulled out my house key and stepped out of my car towards my door. Quickly, I pushed my door open and before I could close it, his car drove away. I could only hiss at how he was bothering me with his motive. “Good night,” I read his message that flashed on my screen. I wished I could scold him for his gestures, but I didn’t want to create a conversation between us. I was desperate to show that I’m no longer interested and for him to realize that I wanted to go on with my life without him in it anymore. I breathed heavily and closed my eyes to ease my unwell emotion. Denver made my day so tiring. Not because of our job showing him around our factory, but because of his unpredictable actions. I felt afraid he might slip about our relationship in the past, and that was the very thing that I didn’t want to share with anybody. The truth, I felt I'm getting sick because of him. I couldn't sleep comfor
“I’m a good listener,” he spoke softly. I took a deep breath a few times and when I calmed down, “Sorry, it’s just a sad day for me.” He hummed. “When I’m sad, I used to do this one thing,” He was talking like we’re good friends and I did not mind. “What?” I replied, almost breathless from crying. “First.... stop crying,” He clucked his tongue and twisted his lips. He stood properly. “Second, stand up,” He offered his right hand for me to hold. I was hesitant, but he seemed to have that wonderful spirit and I didn’t want to disappoint him. I knew he was trying to help and ease my emotion. He held my hand for support as I reached for my bag. “I know an alternative way to go out of this campus swiftly,” He sounded so sure, but “Don’t you have class?” I asked worriedly. He told me they have an exam, but he got exempted. That was why he spends his free time wandering around. I wondered why a student like him could get exempted, and I couldn’t think of any reason. “Why?” sniffing, I
When we were inside my house, I right away went to the kitchen to make our food. I have no talent for cooking, so for us to have food on the table quickly, I cooked noodles and steamed buns.“Sorry, I don’t have expertise in cooking,” I apologized, but he shrugged it off. He gobbled on his food and seemed famished. “Did you eat your lunch today?” I wondered because I'd never seen him that ravenous. “I did,” he replied hastily. “So why does it seem you’re starving?” I creased my brows and pouted at him. “It’s not every day that you cook for me,” he winked with a satisfied smile. I flushed but did my best to stay composed. He was acting weird and being sweet at the same time. His gestures puzzled me immensely.When he finished all the food in front of us, it was funny because I wasn’t sure if it tasted good. For me, it was the usual savor. I could only shake my head at the thought.While I was tidying the kitchen, I let him watch a movie in my small living room. He already visited my
In the afternoon, I went to the orphanage to help watch the toddlers. From afar, saw Heidi busy preparing the meals for us to feed them. I really admired her wholeheartedness of aid to the children.“Hi, Ara! I’m glad you’re able to help today,” Miss Victoria, the head of the children’s care, never missed to always thank me for my dedication. “We received another child today,” She let me know, and the pity was clearly visible in her eyes. She said the little girl’s parents died in a tragic car accident and they left her alone without a trace of any members of her family.“I feel sorry for the child,” I sighed while dancing with a sleeping little boy in my arms. If I wasn’t mistaken, the orphanage had already thirty little angels in their care. My involvement in the institution helped me realize that even though I suffered from depression for what happened to me, I’m more fortunate than them because I got the chance to be with my parents while growing up until I reached my early teens
The next day, I stepped inside the office, anticipating a bright day from Miss Vera. As expected, I sighted her with a grin on her face.“Ciara, Amber already sent their purchase order. Have you seen it?” She asked while I put down some documents on her table.“Yes, Miss Vera,” I stood still, waiting if she has instructions to say.“Call Mr. Henry to start the production right away. I want us to complete the delivery a week before our agreed deadline.” She was back from being strict, which I’m used to. I nodded before I turned my back to do the task. Right after I dropped the phone after speaking to Henry, I sighted Iris pacing toward me. She was beaming with a bouquet of white roses in her arms. I got puzzled if Miss Vera’s husband surprised her or if they are celebrating a special occasion in their life.“They are beautiful flowers,” I complimented tenderly. My heart melted seeing such fresh and fragrant flowers. It could please every woman’s heart who can receive such a present.“
I slouched in my seat and blew a long breath. I was firm with my decision not to start or send him even a piece of a text message, but his actions brought me to the edge of breaking it.I took a deep breath six consecutive times, as I always do whenever I’m restless, and picked up my phone.“Stop sending me flowers. It’s not helping me at work,” straightforward, but that was the best thing to say. He was sturdy to understand that I wanted nothing to do with him anymore. I wasn't naive and indeed, he did it intentionally for me to succumb to my decision of not talking to him. Ironic, but he triumphed. As quick as a lightning, his name came flashing on my screen. I rolled my eyes, unable to determine whether to answer him or not. He was imposing chaos on my mind and heart.“What do you want?” irked and you could tell it in my tone. There was no need for me to hide that I’m unpleased talking to him. “I’m glad you picked up my call,” sounded calm, and I didn’t know how long his patience
“Hi Mr. Ford, I’m so pleased you accepted my invite,” Mr. Smith enthusiastically welcomed Denver’s team. They firmly shook hands while I stayed behind with a disrupted heart and mind. “This is Meadow Parker, the woman I mentioned to you when we spoke the last time,” he introduced naturally like a true business person. "Well, he really is" I hissed at the foolish thought.Meadow showed her captivating smile while shaking hands with Mr. Smith. Everyone exchanged hi’s and hello’s before Miss Vera announced and motioned us to the dining table.Mr. Smith sat down on the head of the table while Miss Vera was positioned on his left side and Denver across from her. But before Denver could settle on his seat, he pulled a chair for Meadow and they looked sweet together.“Such a gentleman,” I muttered mentally. I felt something sting in my chest that brought discomfort to my system. Truth be told, the wave of those jealous days I had for her before awakened from the very moment I saw her again.
“What happened?” he asked as soon as I rolled down my window. As much as I wanted to stay away from him, I felt fate was taunting me.“My car is in trouble,” I told him to just go because I’m bound to call the emergency hotline for help. “I’ll send you home. Just leave the car here and I’ll send someone to take care of it,” he offered, but I had no plan of coming with him. “Denver, just go,” I exclaimed exasperatingly, but he was hard-headed to let it go.“Ara, it’s already dark, and it’s too far from your house,” he kept on reiterating that it’s risky to wait alone for help. “Don’t be stubborn. It’s for your safety,” he was trying his best to convince me. “Will you just go?” I burst, clearly annoyed at wasting my three minutes talking to him. He growled at my firmness as he tried to collect more patience. In the side mirror of my car, I sighted someone stepping out of his car, and of course, I recognized Meadow instantly.She walked flawlessly toward us, “Denver?” and called softly