All Chapters of He Wants Me: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

I have been resting since the incident, and one more day about resting might drive me insane.I honestly cannot wait for Monday to arrive so that I can not only go back to school, but also resume my morning routine. Oh, I have missed it like crazy!The visit from Ethan still tugs at my heart. I mean, I should have known that he would not just stroll into my room to check up on me, even though he said he was doing it for Logan initially.Albeit, he was more subtle about his approach, which is one thing that now endears me to his presence. There is this calm sense of humor about Ethan, and a sense of responsibility that just makes you want to feel comfortable and safe in his presence.That does not mean that I have figured everything out about him though.And I lied about my father coming to see me in school. Don might have seen us from afar, but I did not think about that when I answered him.What does it matter anyway? They have murdered him too, so to what use is the information? Lyi

Even though the party we attended weeks back was at night, there is no way I would not recognize her…even in the midst of a crowd.The woman that stared at me intently, and I totally forgot to tell Logan about it, until now.If I had gotten her name that night, I probably would have known that the invitation is from her.Come on, who would just send Alice such a private invitation out of the blues? Also, I had totally forgotten I had such a weird encounter with a woman that night.Now, I don’t know how I feel about being here. It’s like the excitement and glee have dwindled.I should probably turn around and leave immediately, besides, aside the fact that I don’t know what her intentions are, that she was weird that night should be enough reason to be wary of her.“Show her around and have her make her limitless selection,” she told the young woman who brought me in.“The boutique is hers today,” she turned and disappeared the same way she had come, her heels clicking on the linoleum

Later that night, as I laid awake reminiscing over all that Luisa told me, I realized then even without her having to say it that she deliberately sent a signal to the blogs and paparazzi; it was the woman herself that made them wait for my arrival at her premises.I also realized that she had not intended to be my friend. No, not at all. In fact, she made it abundantly clear that I was below her class and the status of people she often allowed herself to be seen around.“You see, Alice,” she had said, “From the moment I saw you, you reminded me of the girl I used to be when I was your age, and it took me just one close glance to know that just like me, you did not choose the life you are living in right now, although you acted out the exact opposite quite well, you even fooled everyone else,” she had stated, and I just watched her.I did not have the courage to deny.It seemed to me that she could see even in the dark, and that one’s secret cannot be hidden from her, except of course

Just as expected, the media went ablaze on the story about me going on a free shopping spree at Luisa’s boutique. Pictures of me were splashed all over the internet.It was Tia who eagerly and too excitedly waited for me at the entrance for me to return from my morning run to show me how popular I had become in hours. Maybe I should share in Tia’s excitement, but I just couldn’t. It is not my thing to be in the spotlight, and although everything that Luisa said to me is still stuck in my head, I do not want to be exactly like her. I do not want to be famous or popular.However, that does not mean I will not use her words to my own satisfaction. I am not driven by success, I am driven by pain and revenge, and until I achieve that, I will not be able to settle in whatever publicity the world is offering.Plus I think Tia is too excited about the whole thing.People get talked about every day, and Luisa’s boutique has been in the spotlight for decades now, so what is so thrilling about

By Monday, I got dressed up for school. I was about leaving my room when my eyes caught sight of one of the very expensive bags I picked out from Luisa’s boutique.After the conversation with Tia the day before, I had taken out some of them to just admire again.I did not pay much mind when I was picking out mine, and I have not looked at them since I got back, so when I was alone, I brought them out and looked at them for real this time. I did not realize how beautiful and indeed rare they are. Tia was right; everyone would know you had on you Luisa’s stuff, because it is not something you see women put on just like that.Even though I had said I could not wear them to formal or social gatherings, I realize now how wrong I had been.There had been a look of shock in Tia’s face, but I had not understood it until now. Tia probably knew the beauty and worth of the clothes more than I did.She was also right about her concerns and worries, and even though I did not have the exact words