Finally, for the first time, Diaz could see Claire up close. Observing the sleeping face of his junior high school friend whom he had not met for ten years. Not much had changed, the woman's facial features only looked more mature than the last time they met, but what he saw was still the Claire he knew, though when Claire opened her eyes, he don't know if the impression was still the same or not.
But that's not the case, the existence of Claire's uncle and aunt who are now sitting opposite Diaz is the main axis now. The atmosphere around him clearly couldn't be said to be friendly, especially after what happened before the three of them ended up gathering in that infirmary.
Diaz was still trying to avoid the question that seemed ready to be pointed at him in plain sight by busy observing Claire beside her bed. Before that baritone voice, he heard and couldn't help but draw his attention away from just focusing on Claire.
"So your name is—Diaz?"
Clumsy. Or somehow, Diaz was confused as to what kind of situation he was involved in. Elise had clearly said goodbye because Claire's uncle and aunt asked her to hurry back to the office before Diaz was finally herded there, leaving Diaz with an apologetic look for not being able to help him out of the situation she created. However, Diaz can understand, because from any perspective, what Uncle and Aunt want to hear must be the explanation, not Elise's explanation.
"Yes. I'm Diaz, Claire's middle school friend."
"Claire's future husband?" said the aunt.
"No—I... I think there is a misunderstanding here,” Diaz shook his head quickly, trying to clear up the misunderstanding that caught the eyes and ears of the two people in front of him.
"No? I thought I heard…” Claire's uncle glanced at his wife, trying to make sure that what he heard outside was not just him.
"That's what I have to straighten out here."
Diaz took a deep breath, racking his brain to explain the real situation without any further misunderstandings about himself. But it wasn't easy, telling the details of why Elise had been summoned to this place for all the reasons just now would only complicate the situation, especially in front of older people like Claire's uncle and aunt. Not to mention Diaz also has to consider how Claire's position would be if she told him that it all started with the woman's sudden marriage invitation, saying it was not the right choice, according to Diaz.
“I am an old friend of Claire's who recently make contact with. But we weren't involved in anything more than that, and the talk about getting married was just a sales pitch that Claire had talked to me about with no meaning." In the end, that was the only explanation Diaz could come up with, the best option for her and Claire's situation that still had to be clarified, of course with the person in question directly.
A disappointed sigh escaped from the aunt's mouth which clearly showed her hope in front of Diaz, and unfortunately for Diaz, who could immediately interpret the meaning of the disappointed sigh—because she already knew about the problems Claire was having with them—his anger seemed to be provoked again. Diaz could not sympathize with those two.
All Diaz was thinking about right now was how Claire would feel if she knew her uncle and aunt's views on her current condition. For sure Claire will be very disappointed, right? No, what Diaz had to make sure first was, did Claire already know that the uncle and aunt who were said to be responsible for this had inappropriate thoughts like the ones he heard earlier?
"Are we being too grandiose to expect the conversation about marriage to be more serious with Claire?"
"Pardon?" The words Diaz didn't expect to hear from her aunt's mouth couldn't make him say anything more than question words that reflexively came out without consideration.
“Claire already needs a companion. She needs someone else to watch over her, and we think getting married is a way for her to focus on her life to be more positive so that something like this doesn't happen again." Wise words, if Diaz hadn't heard their conversation before, maybe Diaz's view of the two people in front of him would have been better, but because he already knew their essence somehow the words that were made as subtle as possible didn't sound sincere. Because the reason they said it wasn't just that, it wasn't just for Claire's sake, but rather for their selfishness.
"From what we caught, Son Diaz doesn't have a companion yet, right?" asked the aunt's voice again, to which Diaz could only reply with a faint smile. "Then it wouldn't hurt if we asked Nak Diaz to consider it, right?"
Diaz's brow furrowed, "Considering...?"
"To marry Claire," snapped the uncle.
If Diaz's interlocutor wasn't an older person like them, Diaz would have said sarcastically or at least said openly what was on his mind right now. Diaz said the same sentence to Claire via text, that marriage is not just a matter of being willing or not, but it is deeper than that. Unfortunately, Diaz can't express his thoughts that clearly, but he still knows how to respect elders, even though he thinks elders like them can treat with disrespect. Especially if it wasn't for their arbitrarily offering a man they didn't know to marry their precious niece—ah Diaz forgot, Claire probably wasn't that valuable to either of them.
"I think Claire has her thoughts about marriage. I'm not sure Claire can accept the idea of you. We were indeed friends, but that was twelve years ago, and our communication even now is only recent. Claire is still a stranger to me, I'm sure Claire thinks so."
"What if she doesn’t? What if Claire could accept you, Diaz? That kid isn't the sociable type, especially now that she's approaching 30, Claire is getting more and more selective about communicating with other people, and the fact she's communicating with you could be—”
“Sorry to interrupt, but I don't feel comfortable talking about Claire's feelings while she is still lying unconscious near us. Shouldn't we have thought about Claire's condition first so she could be better now?"
Claire's uncle and aunt were finally silenced. For this matter Diaz can be strict, he just feels it is unethical to discuss matters of feelings while Claire herself is still asleep in her subconscious. Diaz couldn't accept the sudden situation he had to face, but he still had the common sense to be realistic about how he should behave in front of sick people, instead of talking about things outside of that.
There was a long silence after Diaz said that last sentence, followed by the decision of Claire's uncle and aunt to leave the room without saying a word. And just when Claire's uncle and aunt decided to leave, at that moment Claire slowly opened her eyes with a sigh that escaped her lips. His vacant eyes greeted Diaz for the first time.
Claire has been tough to reach lately. When Diaz wanted to pick her up or leave her off, Claire would first send a brief message to let Diaz know she wasn't there. Diaz initially assumed that was normal because perhaps the woman actually had a ton of stuff to do and a hectic schedule. But it's already the ninth day, and he hasn't heard anything from Claire in three whole days because of how little they communicate.It's not that Diaz didn't do anything. Additionally, the man repeatedly contacted Elise to inquire about how busy her fiance was. Every time Diaz called, Elise would barely say a few words before hanging up under the pretense that she had an urgent task to complete."I guess you stop working as a nice fiancé now, huh? Recently, I haven't seen you pick up your fiancée or go home early." That sarcastic remark was made by Edwin, who repeatedly displayed a persistent annoyance against Diaz for holding off on revealing more of his backstory up to this point to pursue a committed
"It's been two days, how come your face is like that?" Diaz turned to look at Claire's face as he buckled up in the seat next to him.Claire questioned, "So how?"Diaz shrugged, "Yeah, like that, it's like you simply had a bad experience today," adding tentatively, "maybe."Claire had met a coworker who was quite annoying and wanted to complain—something she had never done before. Claire never voiced complaints to anybody, but today that urge surfaced due to Diaz's abrupt comment as if the man could see what was going on behind her mask. Among all the identical bland expressions that people see. Why could Diaz perceive that secret look when she had only been with him for a few weeks?"Don't want to talk?"His attention was diverted by Claire's blink. Never, Claire. Don't grumble now because Diaz must also be worn out from work. "I'm all right,"Claire was grumbling because she still had no idea how to begin progressively learning to open up. She simply didn't know when it was appropri
All eyes in the room were on the man who had just announced his intention to visit the Wildblood family's home; regrettably, Claire did can't use her father's last name because after the accident she can't keep her father's although she wanted to keep using it that much. She now enters and uses Wildblood as her surname—the family of her late mother—instead of Rubins which she used from birth to her teens. "Really, you dare to come, huh?" After a minute of stillness, Diaz's first answer was a light-hearted chuckle. "I think it's just bullshit," he said. The actual cause was Claire's uncle—Uncle Alex, who had been looking at him with skepticism since Diaz's arrival. It seems the two genuinely don't like Claire at all, which is extremely different from when they begged Diaz to marry Claire at the hospital. Not sure if this still has anything to do with the situation the other day when they met at Claire's house. "Well, what? Why did you decide to live with our niece so quickly? Didn't
As soon as Diaz was able to leave the car in Claire's yard, the engine was turned off. They left Claire's workplace at six this afternoon, around two hours later. Even if the car wasn't the same one that was parked there the other day, Diaz could at least guess that the car must have belonged to Claire's relatives as well when he noticed someone opening the gate of the house he had never seen before. Despite not knowing who had opened the gate or who was inside.When the person who had earlier opened the gate approached and welcomed Diaz politely, he postponed his mission of waking Claire. To order to return the greeting, the driver popped open the car door and exited.The woman in her thirties looked at Claire's car that Diaz was behind and remarked, "Miss Claire...""Still asleep, I'll wake her later. If I may, who are you?"Sir, I'm Julie. The housekeeper for Ma'am Claire.""Nice to meet you, Julie. I'm Diaz. Claire's buddy—for now." Diaz smile a little bit, before turning to walk
It feels strange. It seemed unusual to be picked up in this manner for the first time by someone other than Elise to go to the office. It has been unusual for someone who has always kept their distance from others to be able to do things like being scooped up by a loved person for a very long time. Can Diaz be referred to as a special person for her, then? Claire's ears itched weirdly, terribly weirdly just from picturing someone else saying it in her head. Oh, God, how many times did she use the word "strange" today?"Have you had breakfast?" As soon as Diaz meets Claire in front of her home, he says.The woman scratched her head and looked away instead of responding, seemingly hoping to get the typical response that most people would give."Do you normally eat in the office?" Although it was an answer, Claire's tone for some reason seemed more like a question.Diaz nodded in agreement, noting that he had no issue with that particular point since he frequently had breakfast at work
The sound of breathing fills the silence with its rhythm, the ticking of the clock, which is audible, and the three minutes' worth of tapping on the mobile screen. While tapping on the phone's keyboard pad to access a message that had been made five minutes earlier, Claire thought.The woman was in her bedroom, sitting on the bed and resting against the headboard. He has been simply staring at her phone's screen for the past five minutes, her thoughts drifting."Huh..." Claire sighed, threw her phone in a different direction, and shifted into a lying posture. She raised the blanket so that it almost completely covered her. Even though Claire typically goes to bed before one in the morning, it feels like she is already quite exhausted even though it is just ten minutes before nine.Not due to a backlog of work or other energy-intensive activities. Claire shouldn't be this exhausted because she didn't accomplish anything today besides visiting Ryan's office, and even then, it wasn't for