CHAPTER 84

A date?

Sharon ran her hands through her messy hair

Luca had proposed a date

It wasn't like she didn't want to go, she just couldn't figure out what to wear

It wasn't like a regular date. It was a Tour of a botany garden, and they would go together

So basically, it was a date. Their first real one

Sharon's clothes were scattered around her bed, and from the pile, she picked a cute black dress

“Too much”

Sharon said out loud

“The most important day and my fashion sense decides to go on vacation”

Sharon sat dejected on the floor, and began to cry out her makeup

Her phone buzzed, it was Luca

She hesitated for a while

But the phone kept ringing

“Hey um Luca— I don't think I can make it—”

“ outside your door”

Sharon stood up, walked to her door and unlocked it

There was a delivery guy standing there

She shut it almost immediately, realising how disheveled she looked at the moment

Then she felt guilty, and opened it back

“Delivery for Miss Riann? I don't know if this is the right house”

Sharon smiled. A tear slipped down her eyes

From who?

“The gentleman down the street”

It was most definitely Luca

Sharon stared at the dress on her bed five minutes later

It was beautiful, not too fancy, not too casual

It was her

There was a note at the bottom of the box. It read

“My Baby girl”

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Luca placed her hand in his, as they walked. They looked like a couple, yes people were staring

Because Luca was a kind of person that magnetised attention

And Sharon was insanely beautiful

She just didn't know it yet

The dress she was wearing was white, but it had little red flowers

“People are staring”

Sharon whispered

“Should we give them something interesting to look at?”

“No— it's weird”

Luca placed his hand around her waist, and bent slightly to kiss her hair

“We're allowed to be weird every now and again”

The garden was beautiful

But it was never about the garden, or the tour

It was about them

First they had drinks, then they joined the others for the tour

A young woman approached Sharon with an awkward expression on her face

“Good afternoon, I couldn't find other people that understood English

Could you please take a picture of me?”

“Oh sure”

Sharon took the phone, and took a picture of the woman next to the garden of lilies

“Do you need me to take one of you and your boyfriend?”

Sharon looked at Luca, who looked back at her

“Yes”

She stood awkwardly apart from him, but he dragged her closer and pressed a kiss to her hair

“I got it!”

The woman said excitedly

“You two should totally get married”

The middle aged woman had no idea.

Sharon's cheeks turned red. The picture was beautiful. But as she scrolled through Luca's phone, she found an even prettier picture

Luca stood with a tall beautiful woman. She had her fingers woven with his. She also had blonde hair. It was Sandra—

“You look good with every girl”

Sharon said once they were alone

Her eyes looked sad

“What do you mean?”

“I mean if that lady saw you with someone else, she would probably tell you to marry her too. You look good with every girl”

“Sharon”

“She's prettier by the way”

“Don't tell me this is about Sandra”

Of course it's about her. Everything you've done with me, you've done with her. You probably had a way better experience, because she's beautiful, and elegant, and perfect

And she probably doesn't cry away her mascara the morning before a date

A tear slipped down Sharon's eye

You've touched her, in the same way you've touched me—

Sharon was suddenly reminded of the day he had the blonde woman bent over. It was painful, but she didn't love him then. So it hurt even more because she was beginning to love him

“Tell me Luca, did you love her?”

Luca ran his hands through his hair

“No”

“Do you love me?”

“You really want to know?”

Sharon nodded, teary eyed

“You're the only woman I've ever truly loved”

Sharon scoffed, and folded her arms in front of her

But you did things with her

“She was a coping mechanism, a distraction. Like alcohol, or self harm”

The tears spilled out of Sharon's eyes

“Am I— a coping mechanism too?”

There was a moment of silence between them. It was crazy how things could change between them

“Am I just temporary?”

Luca was silent

“If you're only doing this for the meantime, then I think we should stop—”

“If I didn't love you Sharon, if this was just a fling—

I would've fucked you—”

Luca had a dark expression in his eyes.

“Is that what you want? Is that what it takes for me to prove my love to you?”

“No”

Sharon sobbed. Her mascara had run down her eyes, again.

“I— I want to go home”