Todos los capítulos de The shade of my love (BlackBook 2): Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

It's been two days since her world had stopped spinning. Apparently, two days had passed since the truth had come to light. She still couldn't believe her mind whenever it set on reminiscing about the chain of events that happened a few days back, eventually taking her back to five years ago. Sometimes when she slept and woke up, she would pray it was all just a dream, but reality would knock her out when she would call on Gianna and receive no reply.The day after the incident, Louisa had packed Gianna's little luggage and driven her to her father's, where she thought the little girl would be better off until she had her shit together.Occasionally, her head would hurt from thinking and crying too much that she had lost count of the number of times she'd ingested aspirin. Overdose? She cared less. 'Let me just die.' That thought had crossed her mind countless times. Selfish? She still did not care one bit."Louisa." She heard someone call. The barely recognizable voice echoed in her h

Mason took a U-turn to the pharmacy after dropping Zaphrina off. He had a good time talking about everything and anything with her, like the good old days. When he arrived at the pharmacy, the door swung open before he could reach for the knob.He came in contact with a face that he had seen before: same salt and pepper bob but contrary to the last time she was in a pair of faded jean baggy jumpsuit, this time she had on a short leather skirt beneath a black crop top. Brown ankle boots dressed her feet. Her eyes were shy-green, deep, and kind on an oval face with the fragility of porcelain. Her glossed lips stretched into a smile of recognition. It had a charm and warmth that hypnotized him but that quickly faded when she frowned. Mason wished it lasted longer."Oh my! What happened to your face?"Mason rubbed his neck not just out of nervousness but also trying to recall the lady's name. "Got into a little fight," he vaguely retorted.She gave him a look that said she did not believe

Mason was back in the Mansion the next day due to swift and effective procedures. Dylan facilitated his workload with the confirmation of the first adjustment he sent to him which made his night serene and almost peaceful.Almost.He had been trying to reach Louisa the previous day and that morning on his drive to the estate to no avail. What was he thinking? She was never going to pick up his calls.Upon arrival, his team guys, he was so proud of, were already present. All he had to do was show them the plan to get to work accordingly. The task at hand wasn't much but that didn't mean a day was enough to do everything.In the course of demolishing, Mason felt a little dizzy and decided to sit on one of the dusty sheet-covered sofas in the living room where he watched the cloudless blue sky through the glass roof. One good thing was it restrained the burning sun rays. He reflected back to Louisa and wondered what would've been of them if he hadn't fucked up.Amid all the hammering, tum

"I'm sorry to disturb, again," he heard Lydia say when he was busy plastering a brick wall, "I'll need your trowel for a minute or two if you don't mind.""You're not disturbing at all," he grinned. "I was rounding up with the plastering. Let me get to my toolbox," reaching it, he helter skeltered the handable tools in the big steel box, "I kept that thing somewhere in here." He muttered to himself."That should be what you're looking for." She pointed at the tool that was half-buried in an empty bag of cement.Mason gently shook his head. "That's what it does with a pretty lady around." Lydia flushed. Mason tried to brush off his indirect compliment with, "Need help?""No worries.""I honestly want to have one or two flower lessons from you before my contract here is over. It will be a shame if you deny me that honor." He bowed with the trowel hand across his chest."Okay, Mr. Drama king. I just don't want my brother thinking I recycled his architect for a gardener." They both laughed

Louisa woke up minutes later feeling an extra weight and a presence on the right side of her bed. How did she get there? The last thing she remembered was being in a heated fight with Mason; then she felt dizzy all of a sudden. She turned to Mason who was tracing out her facial features with soft eyes."How're you feeling?" He asked with sufficient concern. He knew he should've called a doctor when Louisa collapsed in his arms, but as he hadn't felt a rising temperature, he decided to let it be. To blame it on tiredness. He barely slept all night. Mason woke up every five minutes to make sure Louisa was okay."I'm fine. You can leave now if you were waiting for me to be awake."He sat there. Silent. Collected."Did you not hear me?" She emphasized."I heard you alright," she opened her eyes wider and with them, she urged him to move, "I guess I can't change the resentment you have towards me, so I'll finally grant your heart's desire. I'll disappear. I'll avoid you." He meant it. "Just