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"So, what do you want?" Jess impatiently asks. Seriously, dealing with Fathia for the past two weeks has been draining. Jess would rather encourage Fathia who's lost than have her blindly and foolishly led by her heart. There's no telling how many words Jess has said to make Fathia think more deeply. To take more tangible actions and at least overcome what's been bothering her.
Now?
How could Fathia get so tangled up like this because of Sebastian? What's so difficult about urging that guy every time Clara is mentioned on the phone? Or... when Sebastian drove her to Beverly Hills? Why did they end up talking about other things along the way?
Who's the strange one here? Herself or her friend?
Especially when Jess picked her up, Fathia's face sank again even though Melly said there was quite a bit going on today, including Fathia starting to arrange artificial flowers for different containers. Innovating, as Melly added.
When Jess asked, instead of a
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Fathia and her short-sighted thoughts.She stuck to her position of not wanting to ask. Her fear was too great. She wasn't ready, truly, not at all ready for the words, "Yes, I'm marrying Clara after all," to slip perfectly from Sebastian's lips. Her heartbreak would be absolutely complete.That's why she decided to isolate herself. She asked Jack to take her to one of the villas that Laras had recommended for her. She handed over all her affairs to Kenzo, and even her cousin wasn't informed of her whereabouts. She wanted to retreat.She even intentionally turned off her phone for the sake of finding solitude in Raise Village now. This, of course, left Jack in a bind as many messages flooded his phone, all inquiring about Fathia's well-being. Diplomatically, Jack was asked to respond with a discreet message: Miss Fathia is taking a brief break. Her safety is assured. Kindly refrain from bothering her for a while.Even though Jack was truly afraid and trem
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There's only one thing Fathia understands. How much she adores the touch and everything that can be given to her tonight by the guy. Accumulation of things that have ever been in her little head, projected clearly by the guy. Relentlessly. Without pauses. And what's more surprising for Fathia, everything looks real.But...,"Why?" Fathia asks with a frustrated tone. Her eyes wide open and glaring sharply with breaths racing against each other. The guy who has positioned himself right above her only gives a small smile. As if underestimating, yet truly, in the darkness of his eyes, the guy is already quite impatient.It took her dozens of months to realize how tortured she was by the stretched distance. She had scraped it away, yet her busyness wound it up again. Making that distance reappear even though she had longed for it so much. Used to having the presence of the girl wandering around him, causing an incredibly draining effect on his usual way of thinking.
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"I did sleep with Clara." Feeling Fathia's face suddenly tense, Sebastian quickly supplemented his words. "But only once, Fathia. Seriously. And that was when I felt like I had no hope left for your existence."Fathia pouted. It's so frustrating to hear those words coming from the guy. The image of that vixen woman being under Sebastian, where Fathia caught them, making them stop the activity, repeated in her mind. Just that alone disgusted her. What if they really... oh God! Fathia closed her eyes briefly. She felt her chest pounding heavily. She chose to move from her position. Rather than letting her anger escalate and her thoughts become more chaotic, Fathia chose to step aside."Hey," Sebastian stopped Fathia's movement. "I'm sorry if that's disturbing, but I really have to say it." Even though the girl didn't want to look at him anymore, Sebastian insisted. He pulled the blanket and Fathia's body, enveloping her in his embrace. "Listen to me, can you?"The
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Sebastian bursts into laughter. "It really seemed that way, didn't it?" He starts driving the car, following the convoy in front of him. The leading car is driven by Jack with Kenzo and Laras inside. Meanwhile, Jess is in another car with Ronald. Then there's Sebastian's car. Finally, the convoy is closed by Sebastian's hired bodyguard's SUV.At the very front of the convoy, two large motorcycles are also guarding. Sebastian intentionally provides such tight security because he really doesn't want any unfortunate incidents that Fathia might experience again.Their destination: the Alvin family grave.This idea was sparked by Fathia a day before the verdict was announced. Laras was happily on board with it, as she hadn't visited her brother's and her best friend's graves in a long time. Laras considered Rossie to be like her best friend."You still won't tell me what you were about to say earlier?" Fathia breaks the silence. Sebastian seems focused on the
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