"Daydreaming?" His voice brought her back to reality. She looked at Gilbert, who was now standing with his arms folded across his chest. Haisley glanced at her friend with a shy smile.
"No," she deflected politely. But Gilbert sneered.
"Rest, get rid of your jet lag. I'll call you when dinner is ready," he said, a statement met by Haisley's nod.
Gilbert left the room, closing the door behind him. Haisley didn't know where he went. She simply followed his suggestion to rest and get over her jet lag. Lying on the queen-sized bed, her mind drifted back to the past, to a time when her heart had shattered unexpectedly because of a scene she never anticipated witnessing.
**Flashback:**
Once again, Haisley wiped sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand. The weather was scorching today, but that wasn't the issue. The problem was that she was also on the first day of her period, and her stomach was incredibly uncomfortable. She desperately wanted to get home quickly. But the faster she walked, the worse her pain became.
Her sour mood transformed into a broad smile when she saw a car, long untouched by its owner, parked sweetly in front of her house. "Nathan?" she murmured to herself. Her slow steps instantly quickened. She even ignored the discomfort that had been bothering her since earlier.
A moment before reaching the porch, Haisley slowed down again. She even tried to steady her breath so she wouldn't seem too eager to meet her crush.
The door was unlocked. With the intention of surprising him, she silently walked in, looking for the person she hadn't seen in three years. When she saw her father's office door slightly ajar, Haisley tiptoed closer.
"You can't be like this, Nathan." Haisley's steps halted when she heard her brother's voice speaking softly. Haisley held her steps. The surprise was now turned back on her. "Haisley loves you so much, how can you be like this?" her brother continued with an annoyed whisper. Haisley frowned, trying to sharpen her hearing.
"But I don't love her, Crys." That reply instantly made Haisley feel like her heart dropped to the floor. "I just see her as a sister. To me, she's just like Gilbert." The man continued. "You know that the one I've loved all this time is you, not her!"
Boom!
Haisley stared, stunned in her spot. Nathaniel's voice was clearly louder and firmer than her brother's. Her throat suddenly felt constricted, and her eyes instantly welled up. Was this what rejection felt like? Was this what heartbreak was, she asked herself.
"But you know that the one I love isn't you," her brother replied sadly. "The one I love is Juan." He continued firmly.
Of course. Haisley and her entire family knew that. Her brother and Juan had even been in a relationship since high school.
"It's because you didn't give me a chance to show you my love, Crys," Nathan rejected forcefully.
"It's too late, Nath," Haisley heard her brother's voice again. "Juan and I have decided to get married. And it won't be long. So, please, open your heart to Haisley. She truly loves you." Her brother's voice became pleading. "She will be a good wife and mother for you." He stated firmly.
Sad? Of course, Haisley felt sad. Sad and offended. Did her brother have to sell her name to Nathan like this? As if she was some commodity that needed to be promoted.
"I don't need you to promote her to me, Crys," Nathan rejected firmly. And this rejection sounded more painful to Haisley than her brother's words just now. "How can I love her as a woman when, to me, she's nothing but a little girl?"
Is Nathan insulting her? Haisley wondered to herself.
"She may not be mature yet, Nath," Crystal rejected again, in a softer tone. "But she will grow with time," she continued firmly. "If you're asking me to give you a chance to prove your love to me, why don't you do the same for my sister?" Crystal suggested. "Give her a chance to show her love to you. She has great affection and love to give you."
This time, Haisley felt grateful for her sister's words. Crystal knew best how much Haisley loved Nathan. And she felt thankful for her support.
"Enough, Crys!" Nathan snapped, startling Haisley. "If you can't accept me, fine," he hissed sharply. "It doesn't matter to me. But don't stop me from loving you. Don't corner me into accepting your sister's obsession with me. Never interfere in your sister's infatuation with me.
I approve of your marriage to Juan. I pray that you both find happiness. But I'm sorry, I can't be there on your special day." With that, he cut off.
Haisley was instantly shocked and quickly moved to hide behind the wall next to her father's office door. At the same time, she could hear her sister calling out for Nathan.
Flashback off.
No one knew what Haisley had heard at that moment, neither Crystal nor Nathan. Even when her sister finally married Juan, Nathan wasn't there. Although he sent a gift for her sister and brother-in-law.
And since then, Haisley began to divert her attention from Nathan. However, her friend Abigail's words echoed in her head.
Flashback
"Whether spoken or unspoken, love remains love," Abigail said, looking at Haisley and Flavia alternately. The conversation suddenly came up while they were having lunch in the cafeteria. "It's up to you to choose. Stay silent but curious about that guy's feelings. Or express your feelings, even if it ends in disappointment due to rejection. As for me, I would definitely choose to express it."
"But it's embarrassing, Rin. What if we get rejected? We won't have the face to see him anymore," Flavia looked at Abigail with her gentle gaze. Haisley just nodded in agreement. But Abigail, the girl with long straight hair, shook her head.
"The thing that exhausts us the most is curiosity. Disappointment, there's a remedy for that. But curiosity? The only remedy is an answer," she said bluntly. "Don't be ashamed, we're not trying to demean ourselves anyway. But once we know the answer from that guy, we can have the continuation of the story. Whether the love story will end here and we'll change course. Or our love story will continue into the next episodes that might be sweet, but also painful," she replied poetically.
Haisley and Flavia exchanged glances for a moment before looking back at Abigail. "Remember what happened with your dad and Itan," Abigail reminded Flavia. "They will never get married as long as both of them stay silent." She continued.
Flashback Off,
Adhering to that advice, Haisley, who had initially been pessimistic about winning Nathan's heart, felt a renewed determination to pursue her love. Abigail was right; whether she was rejected or accepted, that was something she would deal with later. She had mentally prepared herself for the possibility of Nathan rejecting her. Embarrassment? That would be the least of her concerns. But first things first, she needed to see Nathan's reaction when he saw her.
A few years later, shouts were heard in the backyard of Chayton's residence. A heavily pregnant woman sat on a chair, watching her children jumping on the four-meter-diameter round trampoline, laughing. Occasionally, she yelled, asking her kids to be careful and not to fall. She felt the side of her seat compress and saw her mother-in-law sitting there, placing warm milk in front of her. "G said he's going to fly straight to America," the woman whispered. Haisley turned to her mother-in-law and smiled. Since her brother-in-law made the startling announcement about his choice to convert, she knew her mother-in-law was disappointed. Although in the end, her mother-in-law accepted her son's decision. "Gilbert is an adult; he knows what he's chosen," said his father-in-law in support of his youngest son who chose to convert. "You must be confident in your choice, G. You're not doing it just for a woman, right?" the father asked. Gilbert looked at his family and shook his head. "G has
Haisley fell silent again. She and Nathan had discussed this before the kidnapping happened, but they hadn't informed their families yet. "Nathan asked me to live in England and continue my studies," Haisley said, making Abigail furrow her brow. "Nathan will support me because, clearly, my scholarship can't be used anymore since I've left campus. At first, I said I didn't want to, what's the point of studying if, in the end, I stay at home taking care of the kids. But Nathan said that 'no one regrets having learned', so yeah, I'm starting over." Haisley explained, looking at Abigail with curiosity. "You still don't want to continue your studies? Your brain is clearly smarter than mine, Abby." Abigail shrugged. "I also have plans to go there. I'm just not sure which major to take. I haven't found a passion that drives me to choose a specific field. Maybe later, I'll consult with Itan." Haisley chuckled at her friend's words. "Why are you laughing?" Abigail asked curtly. "I don't know
The next day, Nathan and Haisley's families were planning to return to the hospital. Still, Gilbert objected because Nathan wanted to go home since he opened his eyes in the early morning. Nathan told Gilbert that he didn't want to make Haisley wait for him at the hospital for too long and preferred to rest at home. Gilbert eventually conveyed his brother's request to the morning visiting doctor. Fortunately, the doctor agreed, and in the morning, after completing the paperwork, Nathan, Gilbert, and Haisley returned to Flavia's villa. They received a warm welcome at the villa owned by Haisley's friend. Her family was just as enthusiastic as they were the night before when they gathered at the hospital. If the previous night they allowed Nathan and Haisley to rest, this time they didn't. Everyone was clearly very curious about what Nathan experienced during the abduction. With Haisley sitting by his side and their hands intertwined, Nathan recounted the entire ordeal to his family.
"Both of you, come with me," he said with a nod of his head, walking towards another black Jeep Gladiator, as dark as the other two jeeps that had roared away, leaving their tire tracks in the sand. Clasping each other, with Nathan limping, they entered the leader's car. "You were never part of this capture," the man said with his deep voice, immediately nodded by Haisley and Nathan. "You never met us," he continued, receiving another nod from Haisley and Nathan. After that, no one spoke. Haisley and Nathan's hands were intertwined, their bodies swaying with the car's movements on the uneven roads. Haisley looked out the window. Although she didn't pay much attention to the road when they departed, she knew that the path they were on now was different. And actually, the dock they had just left wasn't the same as when Haisley departed. Was this a secret route? A path known only to a few? Were the people who just saved her elite forces? Were they government troops? Or special forces
"They will take you to the dock, which will then take you to where Loretta is. The man who will pick you up later is not my henchman. So, you have to be cautious," Antony warned. "The two men with you now will give you some items." The man next to him then took out a small box from his shirt pocket, opened it, and took out a small round object about the size of a headset's knob, no bigger than a thumb. "This is a GPS and a mic. Place this object where it can't be seen," the henchman said with a mischievous smile. "Maybe in your clothes." He chuckled, making the driver laugh heartily. "And this, although small, is very sharp." The man handed Haisley a metal object. "If you press this," he pressed his thumb on a point, and then a sharp-edged knife quickly appeared. "This knife can accidentally hurt you, so be careful and use it wisely." He said as he placed the object next to the previous black item. "Uncle's people will monitor you. With the GPS, we'll know where that man is taking y
"Wh-who are you?!" Loretta asked in the midst of her pain. "Ramon! Ramon! Where are you, you bastard!" she shouted loudly. Loretta looked at the darkened cabin where Ramon should have been behind the ship's wheel. She trusted the man who had tormented Nathan all day to be the captain of the ship they were on. "We've neutralized Brother Ramon from the beginning!" said the uniformed man, walking closer to Loretta, who had turned pale and looked in pain, taking handcuffs out of his pocket. The other two men working for Loretta had already been instructed to kneel, and the two other men in black uniforms handcuffed their hands behind their backs. "How did you get here?" Loretta asked, trying to buy time as the police put handcuffs on her. Unlike her two henchmen, Loretta's handcuffs were placed in front, allowing her to still hold her bleeding leg. "You'll know the chronology later," the policeman said, pulling Loretta's arm to make her stand. Unbeknownst to Loretta, the ship they had