Chapter 100 - Beatrice, Again

Chelsea couldn't believe her ears. It felt like her imagination had gotten the better of her. What did she think she heard? It was indeed quite funny for her to even fabricate such a thing in her imaginations. It sounded utterly inconceivable.

"Are you there?" she heard him call again.

This time she was sure it wasn't her imagination playing with her. She slowly lifted her head and looked at him. His face was still shrouded in the same indiscernible expression.

Her lips moved of their own accord and before she knew it, she had replied in answer to his call. "Yes" was her simple response.

"I asked if you are free to go out with me" he said, his eyes fixed on hers. His expression remained blank but his eyes held a hint of yearning in them. It was as though his words had no feelings attached to them but also at the same time seemed to have an effect on her.

"Yes" she heard herself reply again. Her voice was soft and conceding. It was like he was pulling her to him but without phys