MY EYES clouded as I watched the strong waves pounding the shore. The cold ocean breeze feels right and yet it brings pain to my heart. I don't know how many hours I just stared at the vast sea. Since I came here to San Marcelino I have come back here to the beach every day. Spending the day seemingly indifferent to what is going on around them. I glanced at my wristwatch and shook it slightly. Another day passed. I don't know how I survived my day without him, without his touch, his kiss, and his warm hug. I feel like I'm going crazy thinking about how I can get through the days to come without him. I decided to just go back to the rented apartment. From the beach, I decided to walk so that even for a moment my brain would be distracted by what I saw. This is not my usual routine but I find it good and relaxing. But suddenly I stopped walking because of an oncoming vehicle. All I heard was a horn before my eyes darkened. *** I could feel the heavy lids of my eyes, but I couldn’t blink because of the woman speaking next to me. "Please, wake up don't go to sleep!" I tried to move my arm but I couldn't, my hip hurt even more. "Oh my God! Gab, where are you ?!" The woman said it out loud so I was dilated. She was holding her cell phone and was walking in front of me so I forced her to stand up so she turned to me. "No! Don't move or your injury will get worse!" she stopped me. "I'm fine miss," I said in a low voice. "You're definitely not, just wait a little more minute please?" Pleading it says so I went back to lying down. I felt myself and I think only my hip was sore and my elbow was sore. Moments later I heard the squeak of the car tire so I was blinded again. He walks in my direction, looking straight into my eyes. My lips twitched slightly, then you bit hard. My heart skip so fast, and I was tense. Only now did I feel my heart beating so hard for a long time. My tears started to seep down my face and my emotions shattered like hell. I also can't help but look at it. Almost nothing has changed here. He's still looking good, his muscle tone defines how strong and healthy he is right now. Perfect jaw and a set of dark stony eyes. I must say that his arm muscles became even tenser because of his white T-shirt. And the rest is perfect beyond his imperfection. I wanted to open my lips for it to be called but that stare was quickly cut off when he glanced at the woman kneeling in front of me. "Are you alright?" There was a hint of intense concern in his voice next to him especially when he grabbed the shoulder of the woman who was paying attention to me. I was swallowed not because of the pain of the wound I had inflicted but because of the pain that drew in my heart. "We need to take her to the hospital," the woman said. There it turned its gaze back to me and stared at me intently "We'll take you to the hospital, tell me what hurts, okay?" His voice has full of authority, very far from the man I knew before, very far from the man I loved the most. I was not able to answer because he immediately loaded me without warning. Suddenly I was able to wrap my arms around his neck. He took a deep sigh as a sign of discomfort so I looked down at his chest but it looks like I did something more wrong because I was now staring at his wide chest. At that point, I closed my eyes firmly and tightly grasped his shoulder to get closer to me but I suddenly woke up when I heard him speak. "Love..." I wanted to shed tears at what he said and looked up at it him with dim eyes, but I immediately turned to the woman approaching. "Yes, Dear," said the woman who opened the car door for us. "Okay, I'll drive her to the hospital," he said to the woman after I sat in the front seat. "All right I'll follow." She quickly kissed the man in front of me. He immediately turned to me after looking down at the seat belt that he quickly fastened before turning around in the driver's seat and without warning he pulled it. I close my eyes at the speed of the car running, I want my heart to grow fast because I know he worries about my condition. I turned to look at him and he quickly turned to me. "Is anything wrong with you?" he asked. "I'm fine, you don't have to take me to the hospital," I said softly. "No, we have to make sure you don't have an injury or any fracture," he impatiently said. "But, I-I'm okay," I utterly answered back. Again I heard a deep sigh coming from him. So, I just looked out the window. It was nearly dark but the sea could clearly see the beauty because of the sunset. I turned to him looking so busy driving. I still remember everything about him, because he never left my heart. I treasured the moment when he said that he never leave me behind. That he loves me more than anything in this world. He promises me that he holds my hands and he never lets go of whatever happened. But it's all dead gone because the man beside me right now is not the man who made the promise of forever.
I WANT to hug him tightly and lock him in his arms as before, as before when he still loves me. I wanted to ask him a lot about how he survived and why he married someone else. If he even tried to find me? I wanted to know even more about why he didn’t know me. Maybe he noticed my repeated glance so, he turned to me again. "I'm Gabriel Magnus, and the woman behind us is my wife, Alessandra Magnus." He barely glanced at the rearview mirror where his alleged wife was in the car. I can't help but shake my head repeatedly, I don't agree with what he said. His wife? That's bullshit! "Why?" he chuckled. I quickly glanced at him with a frown. "Ah, nothing. I'm Emory Meredith Grant." There was a sore throat I said before averting my gaze. "Hmm, nice name." I looked at him with shock in my eyes. I wanted to speak again but the car stopped. We are already in the hospital. I was also observed for about half an hour. I also underwent X-ray and CT scans. The wound on my arm had to be stitched up be
I AlSO glanced down the windowsill where the small picture frame was. My lips twitched as I recognized the man in the photo. He smiled broadly as he hugged the woman from behind. Even a few shots had him there with wide smiles. I want to cloud my eyes because of the pain that is dying in my heart. My system would not accept it, even though I knew he was in good shape after all I still could not accept what his life had become now. I couldn't help but caress its face in the photo, at least here to relieve the pain in my heart that I have been hiding for several years. But suddenly I was startled by a sneeze so I looked up at the man on the third step of the stairs. I quickly returned the picture frame to its previous position as I realized here was his attention. "Ah, you got a good shot here." My hand is the sense that averted my gaze. I also avoided looking at the white T-shirt he was wearing and khaki shorts. It didn't answer instead it walked closer to me so I arranged for us. I sme
"REALLY, are you sure about this? Do you want me to hire you as a servant?" she asked with eyes widened at me. I glanced at Gabriel who still had a blank face before nodding at him. "If only I could?" I hesitate to smile at them. "You said, you were on your vacation. Why did you think of applying to us as a maid?" Gabriel looks at me full of curiosity. I immediately thought of the reason for this. I also don't plan to apply as a maid but it looks like I'm exhausted so I'll stand up. "I'm a little bored because I'm at home, besides my husband isn't here and I've left my job on Queensland Island so I also need to earn some money somehow. I also plan to resign from my job because the company is not doing well. " I'm lying. I noticed that he lowered the cutlery and leaned back in his chair so I swallowed. "I don't get it, you said you had a job left in Queensland and you're here for a vacation and then you said you wanted to come in as a maid?" He folded his arms as he measured my gaze. "E
"REALLY, are you sure about this? Do you want me to hire you as a servant?" she asked with eyes widened at me. I glanced at Gabriel who still had a blank face before nodding at him. "If only I could?" I hesitate to smile at them. "You said, you were on your vacation. Why did you think of applying to us as a maid?" Gabriel looks at me full of curiosity. I immediately thought of the reason for this. I also don't plan to apply as a maid but it looks like I'm exhausted so I'll stand up. "I'm a little bored because I'm at home, besides my husband isn't here and I've left my job on Queensland Island so I also need to earn some money somehow. I also plan to resign from my job because the company is not doing well. " I'm lying. I noticed that he lowered the cutlery and leaned back in his chair so I swallowed. "I don't get it, you said you had a job left in Queensland and you're here for a vacation and then you said you wanted to come in as a maid?" He folded his arms as he measured my gaze. "E
THEY STOPPED because of my constant coughing. "I'm sorry!" I said as I wiped my lips with a tissue towel. "It's alright, just slow down, Meredith." Alessandra laughed while saying that and I nodded to her. But I couldn't import my cutlery anymore because of the dark look Gabriel shot at me. They are no longer on the table but the pain they left behind is still here. I also didn't feel like putting away the food we ate and washing it without myself. "Meredith?" I quickly turned to Alessandra who was carrying a shoulder bag. "Meredith, I'm leaving, if you want, just go with Gabriel to get your things from your house?" "No, I can manage I'll just finish my work here." I refuse as I wipe my apron by hand. "Hmm, it's up to you, maybe I'll be late so I can go home later as much to do at the resort today." "Be careful." I smiled at her slightly. "So, I'll go first?" She glances at her wristwatch before turning away. I followed her and finally sighed. I also stared at my dishes for a few minut
"MEREDITH?" I heard a painting knocking on the door. "Did you eat your dinner? Let's have dinner together!" Alessandra told me behind that closed door. I sat up in bed and quickly wiped away my tears. "All right, go ahead, I'm still full!" I answered. "Is there something wrong? Are you feeling bad?" she asked me. I couldn’t help but exhale violent air from my chest before answering again. "I'm okay," I said coldly. I looked at the door when I heard Gabriel's voice calling his wife. "Alright, don't forget to take your medicine, okay?" she ordered after I heard her footsteps away from the door. I went back to lying down and hugged the pillow. At that point again my tears dripped because of the overweight feeling. As I heard from outside their laughter and flirting. I could not bear the pain that was delicately cutting into my heart. I spent a few hours before I decided to leave the room. Hugging my own clothes. I went straight to the kitchen to join them in eating, but everything was cle
"I JUST don't want Alessandra to worry when you get sick," he said, looking down at the food again. I bowed at what I heard. I knew it! I bit my lip hard. Once again I swallowed the pain of his words. "Excuse me." I almost whispered in the air before I stepped my feet out of the kitchen. I carried the pail of water to the back of the house and sat on a bench facing the oval-shaped swimming pool. I also don’t know why I’m carrying a pail. I feel exhausted. I already felt tired because of the cleaning. I raised both my hands and frowned. I got sore in my hand, I could feel the tenderness of my back and the pain in my head, it's getting worse every day. Since this is not what I am used to. I left my wealthy living on Queensland Island to enter as a maid here. We had twenty maids and three drivers at my Mansion. There I did not experience even handling the dishes, even cleaning and using a reed I did not do. I felt my tears dripping which I immediately wiped away. It doesn't matter when my
"I JUST don't want Alessandra to worry when you get sick," he said, looking down at the food again. I bowed at what I heard. I knew it! I bit my lip hard. Once again I swallowed the pain of his words. "Excuse me." I almost whispered in the air before I stepped my feet out of the kitchen. I carried the pail of water to the back of the house and sat on a bench facing the oval-shaped swimming pool. I also don’t know why I’m carrying a pail. I feel exhausted. I already felt tired because of the cleaning. I raised both my hands and frowned. I got sore in my hand, I could feel the tenderness of my back and the pain in my head, it's getting worse every day. Since this is not what I am used to. I left my wealthy living on Queensland Island to enter as a maid here. We had twenty maids and three drivers at my Mansion. There I did not experience even handling the dishes, even cleaning and using a reed I did not do. I felt my tears dripping which I immediately wiped away. It doesn't matter when my