My lips parted. I'm so shy. What is he doing !? Why does he even need to call that clerk !?
"Y-yeah, just talked to someone. I'll call him."
It nodded and left immediately. Before the clerk could come out, my phone rang.
"Yes?"
I heard a rattle on my chest waiting for him to speak up. I immediately wondered what excuse I would say to him.
"Your line is busy."
He spoke coldly and loudly. I can't help but to imagine his dangerous and intense aura while saying those words. I became more and more nervous.
"Uh, Olivia called ... I'm sorry."
"How 'bout last night? Why are you not answering my calls?"
I bit my lip and brushed my thumb and index due to nervousness. If I tell him what really happened, it doesn't matter. I have made up my mind already. All I had to do was laugh at that.
"I-I fell asleep early, just tired."
The other line is quiet and I feel like a fool who is also quietly stepping towards the swivel chair. I can't get a hold of myself because my legs are shaking because of nervousness. I feel like he doesn't believe what I said.
"Then why did you go to work?" I closed my eyes tightly and my heart rumbled at the sound of his voice almost making me laugh. How did he just switch his cold tone to this?
I told myself last night that I was going to stop the emotion and whatever sleeping I was feeling for her. It would be a mistake for us to treat each other like this.
It was so wrong for him to play with me and I agreed to be his toy! He has a fiance, arrange marriage whether it is or not, it's still a sin!
"It's okay. I can do it."
"No, I already told you to extend your leave. You should have some rest after all the projects you did."
I shook my head and let out a sigh because I would have struggled so hard if he was like this. I wanted to tell him that we should stop it because now the issue is gone and we can break up with each other, but I can't.
How can I let go of him when he's well tangled to my soul? When he's being this caring and giving me false hopes.
"I'm fine Levi. I'm fine." A bit frustrated.
My emotions were mixed, I didn't know what emotions should be shown to him or not.
"Go home early. I'll talk to -"
"Levi, please? Stop shoving your power down to my throat! I can do this myself, and stop calling me, I'm working. You gave me a bigger responsibility you gave me so please?"
My lips parted. My hand flew to my lips, just realizing that I'm being to harsh to him. What the hell Ava? I could feel him stopping at what I said. I swallowed hard as I waited for him to say something. I want to say sorry but I feel like I'm stoned with emotions in the mind.
"Sorry. I just thought ... Message me when you're not busy."
I was so secretive to myself when I heard his voice. Damn. Please tell me the way of unloving this man? How do I let go of someone who can play a million emotions on me? I did not answer him and quickly dropped the call.
I have to stand up for this one. It is no longer enough for me to indulge myself, now that he will be gone in a few days I will learn to tolerate him. It will make my life easier because he's not around, it's easier to avoid. But at the side of my head, I doubted myself.
We had been separated for several years, but nothing had changed in how I felt about her. My anger couldn't even cover it all up.
How could we be in this situation? After lunch when I finished the lesson some projects given to me by Ms. Almasid. What I do here is very different, Levi is right.
I think it will be easier for me to adjust here because it is more hands on and closer to everything I have studied. It's a bit hard but It's my field so I'm happy. I have been dreaming of it for a long time and now it is within my reach. I can feel the heat in my office.
I glanced at the air con and saw it was open. I think it's broken. I didn't even wear my blazer because of the heat. I rummaged in my handbag and looked for a spreading elastic there, just the desire to tie my long hair. I'm sure I have something with me because I haven't changed my bag since yesterday.
I didn't find anything so I brought it to my thigh to see properly. I searched it but I found something else. I saw a small brown envelope. I felt cold from what I saw, funny how a piece of paper can make me feel like this.
Did Tita Matilda put it on? But if he was sure he said so. I picked it up and scanned it. It seems normal. Clean and almost uncluttered. I opened it and saw another piece of paper inside. I know your little secret. It seemed like cold water was thrown at me in the extreme shock I felt.
Red inked letters imprinted in the white paper flashed, the same image of the words I read in the restroom the day of the after party of the fashion week. I felt a strange shiver in my chest the same as the shiver of horror I felt that night.
I scanned the whole paper because that was all that was written on the wide and folded paper. I flipped it over and saw another. It seems like an address.
There is a street name and the stamped name of that place is familiar to me. I almost lost my breath in nervousness as I hurriedly returned the letter to the envelope because I saw Ms. approaching. Almasid in my office.
"Are you okay, Ms. Suarez? You're pale."
I nodded and smiled at her raw. This is seriously creeping the shit out of me. Coincidence or not, I can't help but to worry. It's just normal to be playful because of the issues happening to me right now. I can just ignore it but there seems to be something in me that can't let go of the idea that it might be weird.