Chapter 10- At her window

“Oh my God!” Stan groaned as he landed with a thud.

He remained still, hoping that the sound he had created didn’t distort the sleep of anyone in the house.

After some minutes, he stood up and dusted his trousers, looking around and ensuring that he wasn’t being watched.

A massive sigh of relief escaped his lips as he silently trudged towards the window.

He glanced around at intervals, trying so hard to remain discreet in other to avoid getting discovered.

It was 2:am, some hours after the failed wedding of Carissa and some hours after her return from the hospital.

Stan had asked Jay to keep an eye on Carissa and from the information he received from him, there was no space for him to come in at that point.

He needed no one to notify him that sneaking in at midnight might be the perfect way to meet with Carissa.

At this, he had waited in his car for over three hours, watching the house from a distance and trying to ascertain when they would have retired to bed.

At about 12:am, he observed that the lights went out, a solid evidence that they had gone to bed.

With his heart beating out of his chest, he had waited for a few more hours, before indulging in his quest.

Luckily, he was able to jump into the house, as the surrounding fence wasn’t really high. However, he got his back hurt as well as some scratches on his knees.

That didn’t seem to bother him, as his only concern currently was having Carissa peer into his eyes.

Stan took in a deep breath as he crouched low to pick up a stone.

He made to hit the stone on the window, but took a pause to recall some memories that flushed into his head.

Some years ago, he had always used this exact means to come in search for Carissa. This was mostly in cases where they’ve just had a fight.

With a flower in his hands, he would pick up a stone and knock on her window.

That was their love signal and once he does that, Carissa gets the message of his presence.

Those times, she would run over to the window, with a gigantic smile on her face and her heart beating in excitement.

And then, she would open the window and draw him in, with hushed chatters and giggles, to avoid getting discovered by her family.

Those were the period where their love still blossomed and flourished…

Stan jerked up when he heard a slight noise coming from Carissa’s room.

He swiftly crouched low and slowly lifted his head to know what was going on.

Just then, the lights in Carissa’s room came on, making him to realize that she was awake.

He peeked into the window and caught a glimpse of Carissa, who was holding a journal and walking towards her desk.

She picked up a pen and got engrossed in scribbling down some things on the journal.

Stan observed her closely and realized that she kept dabbing her eyes with a tissue.

“Oh my God”, Stan mumbled when he realized that she was crying while writing.

Just then, he hit the window with the stone.