14- Feelings

I don't know how long I stayed in the hotel but when my phone rings and I check the time, my stomach grumbles as if scolding me.

I've been crying my eyes out on an empty stomach for close to three hours now, mourning her absence all over again like the first time I realised we were over.

I swipe the call to answer it, "Hello?"

"Good day, Miss. Rebecca. This is-"

"I know who it is," I interrupt feeling rather numb as I pick myself up from the floor. "You're downstairs, aren't you?"

"Yes."

I don't know how he always finds me but I've long suspected he bugged my phone. That's one thing I'll need to do away with as I plan my escape.

"Okay, I'll be down in a few. Are you alone?"

"Yes," trust Oliver to send his driver to come fetch me while he waits at home like a patient master looking forward to seeing his pet again. I dreaded the moment when we'd be together, alone and I'll have to answer to my behaviour-

Goodness! Just thinking about it can make one shrivel in fear. As much as I