32. Buried Secrets

"Somethings can only be seen in the shadows"

~ Carlos Ruiz Zafón

A phone ring disrupts our peaceful moment.

Salvatore groans, he pats his pant pocket and fishes out his mobile.

He talks about some urgent business meeting that is going to be conducting in half an hour, he doesn't seems pleased by the sudden call.

"I don't want to attend the meeting" he grunts rubbing his face while looking up at me from my lap. I move away the strand of hair falling on his forehead.

"Work is also important, let me help you pack up the stuff" I say, he nods his head half heartedly, together we pack up everything, I shut the basket after putting the picnic mat inside it.

I am sitting on the ground with my knees folded under me, Salvatore sits beside me.

"How are you feeling" he asks rubbing my cheek with his thumb, I push my face in his palm "happy" I answer genuinely.

"Good" he says satisfied "thank you for today" I say honestly, his brown eyes bore into my green one's "thank YOU for staying" he says in