INICIAR SESIÓN“I should check on her sometime but pending the time that happens, extend my greetings to the little girl. Would love to see her again.” I diffused the tension in my head with the short response. Elena nodded appreciatively, trying to not repeat the question. Judging by the look on her face, that was not the exact response she wanted to hear but she took it anyway. “She is getting better and I will extend the greetings.” She said, but she didn't look at my face. I could feel the tension in her voice and body language, but she was trying hard to hide it. Truth be told, I was doing exactly the same thing, but could I be so sure she knew how tense I was? “Place more orders?” I juggled the empty bottles on the trays placed on the table to catch her attention, then she raised her head. “I've had more than enough. Place more orders for yourself if you'd like.” She said with that sweet smile that always made my way in the premises of the hospital. That was one of the many things that mad
Until Alex notified me, I didn't know I was drumming my fingers on the table. Was he starting to realize how anxious I actually was, or was he pretending to be in love with my casual and weird gestures?He looked like a weirdo. Weirdos enjoy weird stuff. I turned to him with a sharp gaze, which made him raise a brow, waiting for an explanation for why I did that.“I was deliberately drumming my fingers on the table,” I said. “I remembered a famous song. I used to sing it during my college days. I miss my friends too.”“That sounds lovely. What's the song?” he asked, his gaze settling on my face as I struggled to think of a song name. Nothing like that ever happened. I just had to come up with something interesting to keep the vibe alive and, at the same time, avoid the weirdness from being addressed.“You have to earn the right to know the name of the song,” I said, giving a soft wink. “Ready?”“Of course, Elena. I'm ready to earn the right,” he said, closing his eyes as soon as I com
I held his gaze as he spoke over dinner in the restaurant. Everything looked peaceful, except my mind. I was waiting to spot any abnormality so I could raise an alarm quickly.Trying to stay calm and composed was a tug of war inside my head. He could go ahead and praise my ability to listen to people’s rants, but that wasn’t the actual case.“I’m so glad I picked this restaurant,” he said, relaxing his back but keeping his gaze on my face like he wanted me to tell my story next and keep the vibe active. But I stayed quiet and only gave a nod.We resumed eating and for the next few minutes, no one said anything to the other. I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t tell if it could ruin the plans Dominic already had in mind. I just had to act according to the script.“Maya.” He suddenly called the name and his eyes darkened. My heart jumped out of my chest, but I caught it in time. I heaved a deep breath and pretended to sneeze so he wouldn’t notice my anxiety.“What about Maya?” I asked
Holy crap. It's been a long ride to the restaurant. I gave a quiet nod as I stepped down from my car, adjusting my jacket and walking towards the entrance. Elena must have been waiting for me to show up. I wouldn't want to believe she left in anger, but if she did, I deserved it. I should have shown up earlier than now. I glanced at the surroundings, and almost at everyone's face outside before stepping inside. I walked slowly inside, inhaling the fresh scent that emanated from the person who had just walked past me. And then my eyes met Elena's. She must have spotted me when I came in. The look on her face already told me she's been exhausted from waiting for my arrival. A soft smile graced my lips. The moment was here already, and I would live in it. I walked towards her towards the seat she picked, even though I would have picked another one if I'd arrived first. She would assume this was one of those casual dates, little did she know that I had various ways to surprise her.
Every time panic visited my mind, I kicked it out with the words Dominic said to me before I left the room. He told me that all he needed from me was my trust. I could give him that. It wasn't quite easy, but it was doable. A few minutes before 8pm, I was already at the restaurant. Red Lobster. It was as active as ever, with lights beaming in every direction. Customers were going in and out in large numbers. It was definitely a five-star restaurant. I waited in my car, glancing at every corner so I could know when Alex had arrived. It was almost time, and he must be on his way. I hadn't seen his car or seen his face. He definitely wasn't waiting for me inside the restaurant. That gave me a moment to take deep breaths and calm the tension building up inside my head. Some minutes later, I decided to step out of my car. I came down, carefully watching my surroundings for any sign of abnormalities. It was quieter outside, and I couldn't afford to stay in my car and get attacked by a st
What could be more beautiful than having the consent of my pretty co-worker to go on a date with me? How could I possibly hold back the best clothes I had when Elena had agreed to come with me?How better can I appreciate myself for not hesitating to ask her out on a date except by wearing the best attire and glaring at my face in the mirror, scrutinizing my face like I was going for a fashion contest? I turned on the lights as my perfect face came into view. A smile danced on my face and I nodded before I even realized. If I was a lady, I would kill to go out on a date with me. My wristwatch sat next to me and so did the burner phone. I glanced at the time, and sighed. I couldn't afford to leave my house at this time. Things had to be in place before I would make a move at all. I heaved a deep sigh of relief when the clock ticked 7:30pm. I had about half an hour to preen myself in front of the mirror and adore this cute reflection of my face. I walked towards my wardrobe and picke
The dinner was at the Meridian, which meant the usual crowd.Old money and new money in the same room, pretending they had always been comfortable with each other. Hospital directors and research heads sitting alongside the kind of businessmen who wrote cheques large enough to put their names on b
I was at the hospital by seven thirty.Not because my shift started that early. It started at nine. But the apartment had felt too small that morning and Maya had still been asleep and I had not wanted to sit at the kitchen table with my thoughts for another hour and a half, so I had dressed quiet
The drive back was quiet.Not the comfortable kind of quiet that sometimes settled between Elena and me after a long evening. This was the kind that had weight to it. She was sitting in the passenger seat with her face turned toward the window and her bag in her lap and her hands folded over it,
The three of us were standing in a triangle and the space between us felt very small.The sponsor had already quietly removed himself, which I was grateful for, because the tension coming off both Adrian and Dominic was enough to manage without adding a third person to it. Around us the party cont







