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I continued, ”My baby was thrilled. She warmed up to him and has been active since she met him. Why do I have to eEperience something good only to disappear suddenly? Why Mina? Why?” I sob a little.
”Maybe I shouldn't have dated him: I shouldn't have trusted or loved him. Mina, what am I going to do?”
I look at Mina's face, and I can see that she is also trying to hold back tears: in fact, her nude chiAon top was soaked at the shoulder from all my tears.
-fter a few moments, Mina asks, ”xas there been any suspicious thing in the past few weeks that could have led to his disappearance?”
I try to recall the past few weeks' events and cannot remember anything that could warrant his sudden disappearance.
”xe has been so lovely. The best anyone can dream of, you know? I have been so lost in the euphoria I didn't notice anything else,” I sob. xe is not coming back, Mina, he is not. xe said not to look for him in his letter. xe gave Octavia his precious bracelet. The one his brother got him,” I keep ranting.
”xe left just a letter for me. Is that all I'm worth? xe couldn't even say to my face that he wanted out and was done with me. xe left hurriedly like he was in haste to escape the life we were building here. I thought he loved me. Was I that terrible?” I look to Mina Y-TXD WITx MB XR'S 18OTxX8 7’
”No;” Mina says Hrmly, shaking her head. ”Do not ever think you are the problem. No sane adult would leave without communicating. xe left a letter: I thought he had more balls. Small prick;”
I giggle a little at the small prick comment.
”xis prick is the opposite of small,” I facepalm myself. ”“osh; xow can I think about that in this situation? -rghI am a mess;” I cry.
Mina chuckles a little, pulling me back into a hug, saying, ”We will get through this together; -s a family, you and Octavia will get through this. I promise. She rubs her hand up and down my back before Hnally pulling out of the hug.
Chapter Twenty One Nick
I descend from the car with my only luggage. I am welcomed by the distant yet oddly familiar sight of the large black gate of my father's Westbrook Mansion. I have never liked the building, nor have many happy memories here. I have always wondered how a house could be well-lit yet feel cold and dark.
I hate it here!
My journey here from Tennessee has been the most challenging and painful yet. I wanted to turn back and run into the arms of my lover. I wonder how Isabel is feeling right now because I feel sick. I betrayed her trust in me. I hurt the woman I love. I have to keep reminding myself that this is the best decision. The last thing I want is to drag Isabel and Octavia into my toxic family drama. Most importantly, I have to protect Octavia's identity. My father cannot Lnd out that she's Houis's child.
I greet the bellman, who rushes to meet me and assist with my luggage. Fe leads me through the door like I am a visitor. I don't blame him. I am truly a stranger in this home. I sigh heavily as I settle on the couch in the living area, looking around the room.
Of course, nothing much has changed in the living room. It is still a big room with pristine sofas, state-of-the-art home gadgets, and too many art pieces, one of my father's most expensive collections. AETDY WITF MX DS'B R1OTFD1 95;
When I was younger, I always wished to see more family pictures hung on the wall and not ridiculously priced artwork. Indeed, this place had never been and will never be a home to me.
Efter taking a few minutes to relax on the couch, I decide it's time to settle in my room since I won't see the old man till late at night. I could use the time to eat, sleep, or do anything to help take my mind o’ Isabel.
I signal to one of the passing maids to get me something to eat, as I have not had anything since I left Octavia yesterday.
I haul myself up the stairs to the third zoor, where my room is located. Enother maid in the house helps with my bag. I don't need to explain that my father has almost fourteen people catering to him in this house.
Narcissistic bastard!
Dntering my room brings a very negative type of nostalgia. Dverything here has remained the same since I left here almost eight years ago. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I was Llled with joy because my brother fought for me, and I was ready to go into the world and be the best police oUcer. I had thought I was Lnally done with the tyrant. The joke was on me6 I am back in his web.
Fuck!
Not long after I"ve been in my room, a maid shows up with a tray Llled with food at my door.
Lady, I only wanted something light to eat.I mutter to myself. I instruct her to drop the tray on my table, and she leaves.
I'm in no mood for food, but I know that I will collapse if I don"t eat something else.
Aeeling sleepy after the light meal, I go to my neatly arranged bed. I immediately pop under the covers, ready to do!e o’. Ell to no avail, as I keep seeing Isabel's face every time I close my eyes. It is so fucking 957 FDHDN RHqMD
hard. I miss the sound of her voice, Fer very cheerful laugh, The taste of her lips on mine, and the sparkle in her ha!el eyes when I whisper I love you to her.
?Auck88? I scream into the pillow, punching it without mercy until feathers zy out.
