BUT I FELT his warm palm on my arm and snatch the suitcase I was holding. I shut my eyes with anticipation. The truth is, I didn’t want to let go. I wanted him to hold me like this for as long as possible. But I was hurt. I was devastated and humiliated. I wanted to stay in his arms, but I just can’t.
“I have to go,” I barely whisper to him and snatch my bag from his grip.
I could feel his rejection of what I said and some violent breathing before speaking.
“I’ll drive you home,” he finally said.
I smirked. “You don’t have to. I can go alone, and I don’t need your help!” I shouted. I also tried to pull my arm away from him, but I only got weaker.
“Let’s talk. There’s something you need to know.”
I chuckled. “What do I need to know? I heard everything I needed to know last night. It’s clear to me. So stop making excuses, Mr. Saavedra,” I expelled angrily.
He let out a sigh and looked at me for a long moment, then shook his head.
“You give up easily,” he sounded very disappointed.
I laugh so hard, not wanting to show I was hurt. I gave up not because I want to. I gave up because I need to.
His eyes darkened even more. I swallowed. It was as if I was about to give up because of the intense nervousness.
“Margaux!” We both turned to the voice that called to me. My eyes widened in surprise from recognizing her.
“Cindy!”
“I missed you, bestie!” She hugged me tightly as she got closer. I turned my eyes to Lawrence, who turned his gaze in the other direction.
I let go of the hug. “How’s Hawaii?” I asked her quickly to divert her attention out of him.
Her face turns rosy red and slightly bit her lower lip. “It was so much fun! I have so many stories with you!” she excitedly said. Behind her, I saw Carrick approaching in our direction.
“Oh, you’re leaving?” She looked down at the suitcase I was carrying.
“No, she’ll stay here for a couple of weeks more,” Lawrence interrupted, looking straight into my eyes.
I gasped heavily and looked away. Cindy raised an eyebrow at me and looked back and forth between the two of us.
“Is there something I do not know?” she whispered with a twinkle in her eye. Instead of answering, I just shrugged my shoulders at her.
I was grateful for Carrick, who greeted me before facing Lawrence. As they walked aside to speak, I was able to breathe more freely.
“You will tell me a lot I need to know, Margaux,” Cindy whispered to me again. All I could do was sigh.
***
“WHAT HAPPENED?! WHY are you here? What about your job in Manila?!”
Since we both entered my room, Cindy has not stopped asking questions. Now I’m fixing the clothing I’ve taken from the bag. I could not go because of Cindy’s sudden arrival. She stopped me to extend my vacation for a few more days.
“If you don’t want to answer all my questions, I will go ask Carrick about this!” Her voice is threatening, and she is attempting to stand up.
I watch her carefully, deciding whether I should tell her the truth or not, “Okay, fine!” I sighed in defeat. Then I started to tell her everything about Lawrence and me.
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