Chapter 28 “I found one of your relatives, Dahlia.” My brows crossed in front of Sean. How would he find one when I don't even have one? Or maybe I do have relatives? I just don't know where they are. “What do you mean? Don't tell me you spend your money on this?” I appreciate his efforts and benevolence. But I just don't want to take advantage of him because he is damn rich. I don't want to make the rumors surreal that I am only robbing him off. He has already done so much for me and that is more than enough. “Does it matter? I found your Aunt,” I still don't believe. It's just hard to believe as I used to live my life having no blood related around me. “Where is she, then?” I chuckled. “She's in my house,” I paused. Both of our eyes stayed together. I know Sean. He would not lie about it. He has always been serious about this kind of matters. “Just tell me if you want to see her now and we will go there, Dahlia.” A protruded smile flashed on his face. I saw how excited he is
Chapter 29 I didn't know where to go so I decided to go home. What should I do? Sean is not in the office because he's asleep, calling Celeste even when he's sleeping. I feel like I'm going to be sick all of a sudden. The reality slapped me again. I don't need to ask Sean if he's still in love with Celeste, he already slapped it to my face. “What am I doing?” I uttered to myself while looking at the road through the window of my apartment. It began to rain when I came back home. Am I really choosing to be used while hoping that Sean would also forget Celeste and let go of that dark past? I didn't know that it's harder to fight someone who is dead than someone who is alive. I would look like an idiot if I tried to fight the undefeatable Celeste. “Who's that?” I asked loudly as I heard the knocks on my door. I heaved a heavy sigh. I wonder which one from my neighbors it is this time. I walked towards the door lazily, wearing my pajamas. “Sean,” my eyes widened as I saw him drippin
Chapter 30“Are you sure you're okay?” Sean asked while he was busy driving me home. Since I saw that picture inside his drawer, my energy just subsided until it faded. All of a sudden, I felt feeble as if I'm gonna be bedridden. My heart is aching. I couldn't erase from my head how genuine Sean's smile was in that picture. I couldn't help but to compare how he flashes a smile at me. Are those genuine or just a fake one? “Yeah,” I replied. I was trying to pretend like I was fine after that, but I just can't. I can't stop myself from sharing with him the heaviness I feel right now. The problem is, my tongue couldn't even spill what the hell I am feeling. What's the point? I see no point telling it to him. I don't want to force him to forget Celeste, especially that she really was a big part of his life—not just his life but all of their lives. “You don't look fine since this afternoon. Do you feel sick?” He would really not believe me at this point. I am being too obvious that some
Chapter 31“Why is he drunk?” Ford asked while driving us to Sean's house. I glanced at him in the rear mirror and I couldn't answer him immediately. “It's not because of me,” that's what I can assure of. Sean isn't wasted like this because of me. “You cried,” he commented. When I looked back at him, his eyes were just pinned on the road while busy driving. If I knew, he really chose not to look at me the moment he noticed that. I don't know if it is just obvious that I cried or Ford just has keen eyes to notice that. “What’s weighing you, Dahlia?” I drew a smirk. It feels good to hear my name being mentioned all of a sudden. “I think Sean didn't change,” I mentioned. “His heart still calls Celeste and he is still miserable from her death.” I didn't hear anything from Ford. We were covered with great silence along the way. Even if he doesn't talk, I know that there are a lot of things running in his head. “It would be hard to erase Celeste in his life, Dahlia. She's part of him
Chapter 32“Mom, Dad.” Sean stood up from his seat while I was left with my heart racing. How can't I? He just called them as his mother and father. I didn't know what to do so I quickly stood up as well and chose to bow my head in order for me to avoid their eyes. They both looked stunned the moment they saw me. Their eyes were not at Sean, they were at me. They are eyeing me as if I am a ghost. I easily absorbed everything. I almost forgot that I look like Celeste. “G-Good afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Cohen,” I tried to greet them as politely as I can. But it seems like everything is not yet processed in their heads. “Goodness,” his mother uttered, wearing those teary eyes. She walked towards me and even cupped my face gently. I couldn't move because of that. “Cele—”“Let's talk in the garden,” Sean said immediately before his mother could even say something to me. “Now,” Sean added, firmer than earlier. I watched them leave but they couldn't just easily take their eyes off me. B
Chapter 33 I skipped work. Sean and I had a fight back to his house yesterday. It was what I was trying to get rid of, but then, we still ended up arguing about it. I knew that I would never get the answer I wanted from Sean easily. He's too firm to break and spill everything. “Is this your way of skipping work?” Charlotte asked while she was looking for everything that she would buy for her condominium. We were both in the grocery, strolling around and grabbing everything we could buy. My salary was wired to me so I have money to fill my kitchen. “This is better than seeing Sean,” I replied as I sighed heavily. It's not like I don't want to see him again. If I do, I would just break our contract and resign. The problem is, I don't know how I am supposed to face him after what happened. I have no idea what got into me yesterday and I started that little argument about Celeste. Well, he was suddenly upset when I didn't even talk about something big with his mother. “Why don't
Chapter 34 “Why am I here? I want to go home,” I tried to stand on my feet but ended up falling. My heart almost jumped out of my chest as I was waiting to land on the floor. However, Sean was too fast and he was able to catch me with his broad arms. That addictive scent invaded my nose again and I found myself closing my eyes. “I'm fine,” I uttered. Well, much better than earlier. I think I'm already sober now. I even pushed him away on his firm chest to use my remaining strength. “You're drunk, Dahlia. Do you really think I would let you go home in that condition?” He asked. I took that chance to stare at his handsome face. His eyes were dark and somehow cold as well. Is he upset again? He's obviously trying to hold it back for some reason. “I can handle myself,” I said firmly. I even had the audacity to throw his hands away from me as I started to take steps. We are in his room. He brought me here after getting me out of the bar. My head is still heavy. My world didn't stop m
Chapter 35“Oh, fucking hell.” I mumbled as soon as I opened my eyes and my head began to ache. It's like thunder that suddenly strikes my head as I wake up. “Hangover,” I glanced at Sean beside me and he was already awake. However, his eyes remained closed and he didn't move as well. Well, it seems like my headache is fading after seeing his handsome face. How can he be so perfect? I couldn't see anything that would be his flaw. “It’s what it's called after getting wasted with alcohol, you know.” That was when he woke up and finally faced me. My hand was still placed on my head while I was trying to massage it and lessen the pain. “I only drink three tequilas,” I mentioned. “Which means that your alcohol tolerance is awful,” he chuckled unbelievably and shook his head. He was just so upset last night. I remember arguing with him last night while I was drunk. “How did you know that we are in the bar?” Oh, yeah. I forgot to ask about that. While that asshole was taking advantage
Epilogue1 month later…“It's been a while, Sean.” I muttered as I placed the flowers on top of his tombstone. I paused when I felt how the cold breeze embraced me and I felt like it was Sean. It sounds crazy, I know. But then, for the past month that Sean is gone, I never really felt like he really left us. There are these weird moments where I feel like he was around me, responding to any of my thoughts through the wind. “Perhaps you and Celeste are really destined forever,” I added and made a chuckle before my eyes landed at Celeste's tombstone beside Sean as well. I was the one who decided to bury him beside Celeste. Well, I know that Celeste has a biggest place in his heart and this is where everything started. If it is not for Emman, I would feel like I was only an extra to their love story—perhaps, I am Sean's side story. I placed other flowers at Celeste's tombstone as well. Looking at her tombstone reminds me of the day I witnessed how miserable Sean was because of his de
Chapter 80“I'm sorry, Dahlia…” Nathan uttered to me right after I still brought Sean to the hospital. He eyed me with so much despair, mourning already while I was standing there with my tears couldn't stop from pouring out of my eyes. “I'm afraid what we fear just happened,” he added. The moment I heard that from Nathan, I fell on the ground, losing all my strength. I wanted to scream but I felt like I lost my voice. I wanted to cry aloud but I felt like I had no strength to. My world shattered into a million pieces again and it felt like everything just stopped. “I'm sorry,” Nathan's voice cracked. He tried to hug me, but I moved away and quickly stood up to see Sean once again. “Sean,” I called, feeling so weak. I wanted to hear his voice and see his smile that I used to admire, but then, I knew that it is not possible anymore, which breaks me even more. My hands were shivering but I managed to grasp his now cold hands. He died while he was with me to the place where he first
Chapter 79“They want to see you, Sean.” I uttered. Emman was still with us, sitting on the other side of the bed. He looked away, and I knew that he didn't want to see them or should I say, he didn't want them to see him looking feeble like this. I heaved a light sigh while still holding his hand. “Don't you want to see them? They have been worried about you, especially Ford.” I mentioned trying to convince him. He shut his eyes firmly before he finally made a nod at me. “Really?” I asked delightedly. “Yeah,” he replied. I smiled from ear to ear after hearing that.“Hold on, I'll call them.” I quickly said before I ran out of the room to call the three of them waiting downstairs. “Can you calm down? You'll see him,” I heard Charlotte say to Ford who was walking endlessly in front of them. “He wants to see you,” I said, loud enough for them to hear me. All their eyes shifted at me from upstairs while I was wearing a soft smile, feeling a glimpse of hope. After a few weeks of no
Chapter 78I was staring at the coffee in front of me, watching it become cold. I am at home now. Later, I will go back to Sean's house to look after him again. I feel tired, but I know that it is not because of taking care of Sean; I'm tired of seeing him struggling and hearing his screams each day. I feel like it traumatized me. His screams stay in my head and I still hear it wherever I am. “You okay?” Knox asked and sat beside me. I had to pull myself back together as I don't want to worry him. “Yeah, I think so.” I replied as I forced myself to draw a tiny smile. “Are you sure? I know you, Dahlia. You can't hide things from me,” he added and I felt his hand invade my hand on the table. That was the moment I glanced at him—and in one snap, I felt my eyes watered immediately. I look like a kid who cries automatically after seeing her father. “Perhaps, not.” I replied. Knox did what he always does. He pulled me closer to him and hid my face on his broad chest. I began to sob and
Chapter 77“AHHHHHHH!” “Sean, please! Let's bring you to the hospital!” I exclaimed for the third time while everything was a mess inside his room. I couldn't do anything while he was shouting in pain and crumpling on his bed. He looks so pale and weak and yet I couldn't do anything to help him out. He was panting, chasing his breath before he just grabbed the bread knife from the side table of his bed and now glanced at me, pointing me out with that damn knife. “Kill me, Dahlia! Just fucking kill me, please!” At that moment that he was almost begging me to just kill him, I felt how many daggers pierced my chest that I knew it was bleeding so much. My tears began to betray me again while staring at Sean. His eyes were glazing over while he was holding the bread knife so tight. “What are you waiting for? K-Kill me! AHHHHHH!” The knife fell from his grasp as he screamed again and started to crumple in so much pain on his bed. “Sean,” my voice broke as I went beside him and held hi
Chapter 761 month later…Some people hate to stare right through the sky when it is too bright. They get blind from it and the sky's brightness is hurting their eyes. But then, I am different. Watching how each cloud moved slowly in front of me felt like it was dragging me along with it as well. Seeing the beautiful color of the sky along with the sunshine shining upon us captivates me entirely. I heaved a heavy sigh as I closed my eyes calmly, feeling the heat of the sun shining upon my skin. I just offered myself there, laying down on the sand and enjoying the peace. I could hear the noises of the people around me who were having their own worlds but nothing can beat the deafening but mesmerizing sound of the ocean’s waves. I could hear every move of it, back and forth. The sand on my skin was so gentle that I felt even more comfortable with it. “Wake up, woman.” My eyes remained closed even after hearing that voice. I don't need a minute to identify whose voice is that. I heard
Chapter 75 “Have you asked him?” Nathan asked. He came here this morning and I guess he only stopped by to ask about that. I placed the coffee on the small table in our living area before I glanced at him and sat beside him. “I did,” I replied. “He already knows that truth as well about Emman,” I added and wore that tiny smile. “How sure are you that Sean will live if he takes the treatment?” I asked again, even though Sean already refused to take it no matter how I persuaded him.Nathan paused and looked away for a moment before he blew out a little sigh.“As I said it's a risk, Dahlia. Who knows? He might still live if he decides to take the trea—”“And if he doesn't?” It shut him up. I witnessed how he was lost for words the moment I brought up the other side of Sean's situation. No matter how we avoid thinking about that negative side, we cannot run away from it; we cannot deny that death is indeed chasing him, trying to collect his life. “Dahlia, you know that I'm just doing
Chapter 74 “Do you think he won't hate me for being absent all those years?” Sean asked while he was driving. We are already near our house. After I revealed the truth to him and right after we fought, we reconciled for the sake of Emman. I still feel bad everytime he mentions his absence, which was not just his fault, but mine. I do not blame myself as I know that I had a deep reason to leave and hide my pregnancy from him, however, I couldn't help but wonder what change could it make if I came back and just told him that I was conceiving our child. “Emman thinks like an adult,” I uttered as the side of my lips rose. That is one of the things that makes me proud as his mother. “Like Claire before?” He asked and chuckled. “Yeah,” I paused for a moment. “Raising him alone wasn't hard. Not because Knox was there, but because Emman stood up with me like a real man beyond his age. He did everything to avoid worrying me and making me feel a headache. He's matured at his young age,” I
Chapter 73“Emman is your son, Sean…he's our son,” I bursted into tears as soon as I said that. After carrying it for 6 years, I finally spilled the truth to Sean. His lips parted but he remained stunned. He didn't move as if he became a statue who was still absorbing it in his head. Instead, a single tear just fell from his left eyes while his eyes were firm and surprised, glued at me. “I-I’m so sorry, Sean.” He dodged my touch before I could even reach his arm. He stood up and turned his back at me, facing his desk. He didn't say a word, but I could see right through his face that he was upset because of what I had done. “You were pregnant?” He uttered as he faced me again. I nodded slowly in tears. What I just told him weakened him. I can see that from his eyes right now. I was only trembling while looking at him. My chest was aching every pound of it. “And you didn't tell me?” He asked unbelievably with unfairness invading his eyes. “I'm sorry, Sean. I'm so so—”“Bullshit, D