Chapter 3

Adeline went to Drake's house the other day, thinking that she could see him but unfortunately, when she was about to enter their village gate she saw the man's car going outside the village. She took a peek on the window and saw that it was Drake. She was about to call him but was able to stop herself realizing that he might ignore her again. She just sighed then continue to drive at the man's house. 

She parked her car and entered the house Drake's mother on the living room. Sitting and was looking out of nowhere. 

"Aunt Samantha." She called the woman and was surprised to see her. She stood up from the couch and came to hug her. 

"Adeline." She gave her a warm hug. "It's good to see you. How are you doing, honey?" She asked then took her on the couch to sit down. 

Drake's mom is 56 years old already, same age as Adeline's mom but she's too young for her age. When you get to see her, you'll never know that she's over 50's. She has a very white skin that'll go pinkish if you try to pinch it, she also has a pink lips and a very beautiful brown eyes. Her hair is very silky and straight. And she's very beautiful. The same goes for her husband, Uncle Lucio. He's too handsome also. No wonder Drake is that handsome also. He got all the looks from both of his parents. 

"I'm good Auntie. How about you? Seems like you're thinking of something earlier before I came." She said then out her beside her. 

"I'm alright. How's your mom and dad?" 

"They're both good. Doing well in the business, as usual." She said thay made her realized that it isn't the right thing to say. She forgot that her Aunt's business isn't going well as of now. 

"That's good to hear." Aunt Samantha replied with a slight smile. 

"Honestly Auntie, I came here because I've heard about the news." She said which made the woman look at her. 

"Ohh. It's okay. If my husband can't fix the problem, then we'll probably need to lay low in life then." She smiled sadly at her. Seeing her smile sadly makes Adeline feel bad. 

"Is there anything I can do to help you Auntie? Just tell me. Mom and Dad might be able to help you also." She said. 

"I don't think you can, honey. But don't worry, if time comes that I'll ask for help. You'll be the first person that I'll ask for it." Auntie Samantha said that made her heart flutter. 

"I'm always here to help Auntie." She smiled. 

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"She left?" Drake asked the maid. He just arrived at Natasha's house and the maid told him that she left. He took his phone in his pocket and dialed Natasha's number but it didn't ring. All he can hear is the *toot toot* sound. 

*Weird. She never left home without calling him. Maybe she has a photoshoot and she forgot to tell him?* He thought. 

"Maybe I'll just have to wait for her here then." He said then sat on the couch. "Did she tell you if where she's heading to? I can't seem to contact her. Why did she even have to turn off her phone." He said still trying to call her but she can't be reached. 

"Uhm. Actually sir, she didn't tell me where she's going. She just told me to keep an eye on the house for the meantime time." The maid answered him and he just shook his head. 

"Okay." He simply answered. 

"But she has luggage with her when she left." The maid added which made him look at her in confusion. 

"What do you mean by that?" He asked. 

"I saw her packed her things." 

Drake suddenly stop up to what he had heard then run immediately to Natasha's room. His breathing became heavy. He don't want to think of it but what if Natasha left. 

*No, no. She can't do that to me. She just can't do that.* He muttered in his mind. 

When he opened the door of Natasha's room, he directly went opened her closet and was devastated to see nothing. Her wardrobe's empty. He checked every single part of the closet but didn't see a single thing. 

He suddenly sat down on the floor. He seemed weak, he didn't thought Natasha would leave him just like that. When he was already decided to support her in her dreams, that's when she left him unaware. He felt betrayed. Tears flow in his eyes with him knowing. It hurts like hell. 

*Is this my punishment for being too possessive of her? I didn't even cheat at all. All I wanted is to be with her. Us together. Why did she have to leave me?* 

He stand up from the ground and looked around the room. His gazed then was fixed on the table where a single paper lies on it. He went to pick it up. 

*Dear Drake, 

I hope by the time you see and read this letter I already left for New York. I'm sorry for not telling you soon enough that I'll be leaving this early because I know you'll just stop me. And I won't let you do that. You know this is my long time dream. I hope you will understand me. I won't ask you to not hate me because I left you unaware and without any explanation. And I just want you to know how much I love you. Don't forget to always take care of yourself and eat on tiem. Don't be so stubborn and for the last time, I LOVE YOU MY MAN.

Yours, 

Your Woman* 

His tears falls down one by one as he finished reading the letter. Fuck!

He crumpled the piece of paper. 

"So that's it? That's just it? After everything, she left me with some shit piece of a paper?" He enrage in so much anger. He still can't believe it. 

His mind is full of anger. His thoughts were full of unimaginable things. His hands crumpled into fists. 

He'll never forget this day. He'll never forget what she did to him. 

He stormed out of the woman's room and walked straight to his car. He punch his cars wheel and cursed like there's tomorrow. 

He needs to drink. He needs to forget about her. He needs her out of his system.