Novel & Cerita Maybe He'll Notice Her Now

She just neglected to notice him earlier. "I need a pregnancy test" she mutters softly, earning her gaping faces from around. ****😔😔****

Could she be looking for me? I find myself holding my breath, waiting to see if she will notice me. April finally leaves my side, clearly curious and a little annoyed, that she isn’t the centre of my attention. Rex and Tony come over to me, as I watch her approach Lilli, and what I witness, is nothing short of hilarious.

There is so much at stake if she knows what was actually on. “Hi babe?” He called out to her to get his attention. She was looking at him but was totally lost in her thoughts so much that she didn’t even notice him come inside the bedroom. At that moment, a lot was going through her mind and she felt more helpless than confused. He tapped her on her shoulder lightly making her gasp out in surprise, she didn’t see him come in earlier and was certainly surprised by his sudden touch. “Hi babe? You good? You look lost in thought….anything the problem?”, Alexander asked her worriedly, sitting on the bed beside her with his hands cupping her face delicately.

And absolutely no care for anyone’s opinion. Caden blinked about three straight times as if trying to shake the alcohol from his vision. But it wasn’t the drink. His eyes that were once lazy were now narrowing faintly as if sharpening focus. Something in him jumped like a muscle that hadn’t had a flex in years. He noticed her before she noticed him, and for some reason, there was this weird pull to her presence. Then came the moment. The moment she finally saw him. He saw the shift until they landed squarely on his face.

She just could not wait for him to come back, so she could relish their memories of when they were both young. She was so deep in thought that she did not notice the presence of Madok, he had been there for over thirteen minutes, although he was not there when she was glancing through Rashids' I*******m page. She finally turned her back when she noticed someone's presence. When she saw it was him, she slightly raised her hands and waved it at him, she turned to continue in her own personal thought. Sh did not even fully acknowledge his presence. "Hey, I can see you are enjoying the beauty of this place.

"Always." She smiled. So he liked to watch, huh? She started to prowl again, a little swagger in her step and wondering where Henry was. She didn't bother to look for him. She noticed an increased amount of attention from the few motorists and pedestrians that were out and about. But she stopped again when she found a spot. "Sir, what about here?" There was a pause. "Why there?"

--- --- But this time— --- It felt different. --- --- More… intentional. --- --- Because now she was aware of something she hadn’t seen before. --- --- And awareness— --- It changes how you move. --- --- Her phone buzzed. --- --- She glanced at it. --- --- Adrian. --- --- A small smile formed. --- --- But this time— --- She noticed something else. --- --- A hesitation. --- --- Not fear. --- --- Just… pause. --- --- Like a part of her was still measuring how much to give.

I said casually. Her head snapped up so fast she nearly choked on her first bite of toast. “What? How were you able to convince him?” I shrugged. “He’s pretty easy to convince if you don’t let his words get to you.” “I wish it was that easy for me,” she muttered, setting her plate down on her lap, wearing a small frown. “He asked about you,” I said, watching her head jerk back up, eyes widening. “He did?” I nodded. “You know he notices things. He might not say much, but he’s sharp. He doesn’t miss patterns. And right now? He’s already missing you.”

Interesting. She adjusted her stance again, subtle but intentional, giving him a clearer view. The kind of presence that usually drew attention without effort. Still nothing. Not even a glance. For the first time, something unfamiliar crept into her thoughts. She wasn’t used to this. Not used to being overlooked. She waited a moment longer, her patience holding as she observed him closely now. Maybe he had noticed and simply hadn’t reacted yet. That happened sometimes. Rarely. But sometimes. Another minute passed.

I explained, he turns to me and show interest. “How am I going to do that? She’s already gone…” he sounded hopeless. “If you are going to wait for her till she comes back, it might take ages and she might have another man who could make her happy.” I warned him a bit to make an action now than later. “But I don’t know where she have gone,” he complained. “Isn’t she a famous athlete? Why don’t you try to watch a news about her? I’m sure you will find her easily.” I patter his shoulder.