After Aria picked up the call, Lyra's tender voice filtered through the speaker."Hi babe I just got home; how is Felix doing now? Are you still with him?"Aria glanced at Felix on the couch, who was grinning deviously in his seat. She smiled too and said,"Oh dear, you shouldn't stress yourself; the doctor said he will be discharged tomorrow.""Really?" Lyra's voice rose happily outside the phone, while Aria was scoffing at her from her own end."That's some good news." She added."Can you please pick him up at the hospital? This boss of mine won't let me rest, and I need to see Dante. He told me we were going somewhere this weekend."Aria made another pretentious face and responded with:"I will do anything for you, baby girl; just relax and be good."Then, in a show of sudden recollection, she went further to ask. "Erm... I thought your phone was faulty; how did you get to do it so fast?""Oh," Lyra exclaimed as though she too had just noticed."I forgot to tell you; Dante got it
"Was that what she was looking for earlier? How clumsy?" Dante remarked casually, shrugging right after before making a quick turn to leave the room.The moment he tried stepping out through the opened door, he bumped into the incoming figure of Lyra, her head slightly brushing against his chest."Oh…Oh sorry." She mumbled awkwardly, waving apologetically.Dante, who had been equally startled at first, soon regained himself, stepping back and waving back slightly to say,"It's fine."Then, after a small, uneasy pause, Lyra fumbled with her hands and asked without exactly looking at his face."Still hungry? Because I made you some noodles."Dante raised his brows. "Noodles? Is that the only thing you know how to cook?"Lyra's gaze met his own for a moment, then she hurriedly looked away again, making a sharp, furtive gesture."Not really... You didn't seem to have much at home. I only prepared what was available."Dante sighed tiredly and walked out measuredly, heading for the dining
Aria was sitting alone with her legs crossed in her living room when the phone next to her vibrated with an incoming call. She grabbed the phone gingerly when she saw from the ID displayed on the screen that it was Felix calling."Hi babe." She called sweetly after tapping on the answer button.Felix's voice sounded unusually dull and anxious."Aria, I think something's up. This is the seventh time I will be checking my phone's message box, and I'm yet to get any feedback from that doctor of yours. Are you sure that guy can be trusted? Cause honestly, I'm not feeling good about this.”"For real?” Aria asked with furrowed brows.“He still hasn't called you?" She asked, springing to her feet."Not even a message yet?" Felix’s voice came again, sounding downcast."You know what? Let's meet up at the hospital later. Say in two to three hours. I'll just freshen up now and start getting ready.""Two hours." He repeated and hung up.After the call, Aria took a deep breath and was about to mak
The next morning, it was precisely 7:30 a.m., which was a Saturday. Lyra sat up on the bed abruptly and grasped her phone, dialing the number of the manager of the makeup store Dante had given her, informing her of her session with them that day.A few minutes later, after she had gotten fully dressed, she came out of her room and proceeded to the sitting room downstairs, hoping to meet Dante, but surprisingly, she bumped into the figure of Marcus, his assistant, waiting for her on the couch. He stood up at once when he saw her."Morning, madam, my boss told me to come pick you up for your session; he left quite early this morning.""Oh, he is not in?" She asked, looking up again."No, he is not." He answered, looking mildly surprised."You didn’t know?" He asked slightly, pushing up one brow."Never mind." Lyra waved. "Can we go now?" She asked further."Sure sure." Marcus nodded.~~~"Mrs Cooper you're here already?" The manager said this with a confident smile as Lyra and Marcus c
After a long, dreamless night, Lyra finally awoke the next morning, only to find her injured leg neatly wrapped and bandaged by Dante. She sat up and touched the wrapped spot with a calm surprise on her face, looking around the room at the same time to check if he was close by. She relented and sighed when she saw that she was alone. She yawned deeply with a palm over her mouth. Then she paused, reflexively lifting her head towards the wall clock."7: 40 am? Oh my God," she whispered furtively, pulling off the blanket over her body at once and stepping down from the bed simultaneously.Lyra ambled into the bathroom as fast as she could, still feeling the pain from the leg. It took her twice as much time as it would usually take for her to get there.Then, in one confused moment, she stopped at the entrance to stare helplessly at the closed, slippery space, not knowing how best to beat the time while still carrying the burden of her injury.As if to answer her questions, her eyes sud
"Felix, please not today," Lyra said, stopping him with one of her hands rigidly held out."Can you hear that rumbling?" It's about to rain. You know I need to get home as soon as possible; it's late already." She added.Felix ran a hand over his hair, looking like someone who had just lost a rare contract. Then she shrugged and said,"Alright, maybe next time then.""Yeah, yeah, next time," Lyra replied in a hurry, going close to him and hugging him briefly."We'll see some other time, okay?" She whispered, before limping out of the room, leaving Felix, who was still unmoved and expressionless, gazing straight at the wall like a statue.The rain was beginning to trickle down little by little by the time Lyra got outside. She quickly flagged down a taxi with urgency in her tone as she described the junction located a few meters close to Dante's estate, the same one she stopped the other time, knowing that none of them would agree to drive into the estate itself.Lyra climbed down fro
Dante went straight into his study room the moment he withdrew from Lyra. He locked up the door and collapsed on one of the chairs, his palms supporting his head and his elbows resting against the edge of the table. He was not thinking straight; his mind kept bringing up the image of Lyra. He couldn't explain why he was feeling this way—the tenderness, the eagerness to please. "Or was it pity?" He muttered to himself.He sighed and rubbed his hair, still unable to arrive at a definite conclusion about what he was feeling. "Maybe I should just call someone who will understand better."He brought out his phone and dialed his sister's number."Hey D, what's up?" Her tiny voice asked after picking up."Hello, Mira," Dante answered weakly, so she could notice the tiredness in his voice."You sound exhausted; what's wrong?"Dante nodded and went on to explain all he had been feeling for the past few days to her."I know you don't love that girl called Lyra; who are you feeling all this tow
The first thing Lyra did after waking up the next morning was to rush back to Dante's front door, knocking even more persistently than she did the previous night, but he still didn't respond nor open up. She sighed tiredly and returned downstairs proceeding to the car park to look for him, but his car wasn't there when she came down. She stood there and fumbled with the ring in her hand for some time before she went back inside. As soon as she re-entered her room, her phone instantly beeped to a message from Lyra. "Hey girl remember we still got some shopping to do today. Catch you later." Lyra smiled after reading through. She took off her gown and made for the bathroom.After taking her bath and getting dressed. She rushed out of her room again and breezed into the kitchen quickly preparing a breakfast of broccoli and stuffing it into the lunch bag, she zipped it up and turned around to leave the building with hastened footsteps. Outside the estate, she hailed a cab driver