Rodrigo's POV The rest of that night went by in a blur. It was like it was happening to a different person when two of my men came and lifted me while I told them to look out for Antonio.I don't know if they found him then; so many things were happening. At some point, I must have blacked out because when I woke up, I was in a room with blue walls.Upon closer inspection, I realized that the blue walls were actually curtains partitioning my side of the hospital ward from others. I lay on the bed staring up at the white ceiling in confusion for a while, trying to figure out how I got there.I had barely started to recollect when a doctor came in. He assessed me with an intelligent look in his eyes. "You lost a lot of blood back there," he said.I wondered if he knew the cause of it all. He probably didn't, and it wasn't like he was going to report me to the authorities even if he did. I was too powerful for that to happen to me."How long will I be here?" I asked. Now that I remember
Rodrigo's POV Just as I requested, I was discharged from the hospital two days later. Sure, I was in a wheelchair, driven by someone I guessed I should know but couldn't place a name to him, and not in the best state overall, but I was glad to leave. I was all right, in fact. No one would know anything happened to me except for my still-bandaged foot and the wheelchair. I did see Antonio before I left, and they just said he was unconscious.This was the third day now, and I felt highly annoyed. I clenched my fist when I thought of him lying limp on the bed like a helpless boy. That was not the Antonio I trained. Not the Antonio I wanted.But I couldn't do anything about it. If I got Antonio back at home in the end, I would be glad. The doctors were trying hard to revive him. They still told me that the surface injuries were only the tip of the iceberg; it was much worse within.I wish there were a way I could hurry up the process. It would be difficult to get another assistant like
Tanya's POV I stared in shock at Fabio. It had been such a long while since I saw him; I wasn't even aware that he'd traveled like Rodrigo said. Seems like I was a stranger here, which shouldn't be so.But I hadn't particularly asked about that, so it was understandable that he didn't tell me. Surprisingly, Rodrigo didn't look happy to see him; he looked like Fabio was some pest that he had to deal with for a while.After all that happened to Rodrigo, I really didn't want him to be unhappy, and it seemed that Fabio's presence was doing just that. "Do you mind? I don't think he wants to see you," I said.Fabio turned his gaze on me, lips turned up in a smirk. "And if it isn't our dear Tanya defending Rodrigo. But how do you know that's what he wants? If he wants me to leave, he can say it himself."I fell silent, realizing that this was probably a fight between the both of them and I shouldn't interfere. It was not like Fabio would do what I asked anyway."Well, she's right," Rodrigo
Tanya's Pov I waited beside the door for a while in indecision. I had no idea what to do next, and looking at him sitting in the room, I did not think it would be a good idea for me to talk to him about my request now. 'I'll wait until a better time,' I thought as I started leaving the place. He had already begun to incline towards where I was. Most likely, he had a feeling that I was still at the door and would soon call me out for it. I was definitely not ready for a confrontation with him in any way. Getting to my room, I fell asleep instantly. All the tiredness that I felt before washed over me and put me in a dormant state until another two hours had passed. I woke up feeling hungry and rather depressed. The thought of what I had before me, the intense talking session with him that awaited me, was enough to make me want to sleep all over again. I closed my eyes for a while before deciding not to be lazy. If I was going to do it, there was nothing to stall for. 'The earl
Rodrigo's POVI could not bring myself to look at her, not after I heard a little of the news that she had for me. She was leaving me. Was she not? It was fine. I did not need her anyway. I never really did.Why did I feel this kind of empty feeling at the bottom of my stomach? I just knew that she would not be coming back if she actually left me if I actually let her go.I was aware of the way I treated her. It was not the best of ways, of course. She was sure to hate me because of that, even if not much, at least a little.I kept on looking down when she spoke to me, telling me of her intention. There was no need for her to know how I felt, to know that I felt conflicted about the entire situation. It would suffice if she thought that I did not care about it in the least.However, when she left me eventually, I could feel a sense of emptiness creeping up on me. I tried my best to remove it, to keep it down and suppress it as much as I could, but it was almost impossible. I did not r
Tanya's POVI could swear that he was watching me. He probably thought that I didn't know, but it was obvious. I had seen the shadows move behind the door, and since there was nobody else in the house with me, I could tell that he was the one."What does he want now?" I asked myself internally, trying to figure out the matter. The chances were that he was going to try to keep me from leaving. Now that he was watching me like a hawk, that was the only reason he would come here after all. If he didn't care about it in the first place, then he would just let me go without coming even to say goodbye or anything like that.Not like he had actually come to say goodbye this time, I contemplated, looking around the place and making out opportunities for myself to glance at the door. It was impossible to see him from the angle that I was at now without him noticing that I was actually looking at him. I didn't want him to know that I had seen him, so I gave up on that idea.I focused on packing
Rodrigo's POVIt was natural that I would fall asleep; that was the only thing that could keep me from thinking about her. At least, that's what I thought before it took me away. I found out, much to my dismay, that she haunted me in my sleep also. Only then it was much more scary, like a nightmare. All the things that I had done to her, the mean words that I had said to her, the way I had acted and kept on sending her away from me, kept on replaying in my mind, judging me for my sins."Surely I wasn't that terrible," I defended myself, trying to make sense of the scenes that kept on tormenting me. It was as if I was finally beginning to see through my actions, see them through her eyes at that."I have to get her back," I said, waking up from the sleep to realize that it was all a dream. I looked at the face of the clock on the wall and saw that it was already night, around 8:00 or maybe closer to 10. I couldn't tell because I was too lazy to look up and focus my eyes while doing so.
Tanya's POVI got away from the bus driver quite easily, so easily that I thought for once in my life I had lady luck on my side. It rarely happened that things would go exactly the way I planned, especially when it was a plan I had made without much thought.I continued running as fast as I could, taking the heavy bag with me. Finally, I had to stop; the load on me was too much."I should have probably had a destination in mind," I thought to myself as I looked around. I realized I was in the middle of nowhere. If I had a plan earlier, I might have stopped at a hotel or somewhere to stay for the night. Now, I had no idea where to go.I tried to recognize the place, looking around in confusion. It was strange; I could swear I had never been here before in my life. But it was night, and that could be why. There was a very good possibility that I actually knew exactly where I was now.I placed the location along with several others in my mind, trying to match it. It was almost impossibl