Fated To Three Betrayed By All Until She Rose (Leilani) by Ahvahh novel Chapter 195

Chapter 195: Falling into his trap.

Leilani.

By the time we finished with our little Christmas lunch, it was already late into the evening. Gavin, just like Maya, was tipsy as hell, and this was mostly because she kept pouring drinks into his mouth, just like she did hers, and for some reason, he couldn’t say no to her.

I smiled softly as I walked over to the door and held it open for them, laughing when they both stumbled out of the house together whilst laughing like maniacs as they did.

And goddess, I hated to say this but they sure did look so good together! They were like two pieces of a puzzle meant to fit... and it hurt to realize that I could never bring myself to experience what they felt for each other,

— the fiery passion. The raw emotion. The bond. The everything.

I could never experience any of that and it made me feel left out.

Shaking these thoughts out of my head— because that is where it is meant to be (out of my head)— my smile subconsciously widened as I listened to them talk over their voices; And then... Maya suddenly turned to me, beamed me a smile and screamed; "Thank you, Lani!"

Her loud voice made me wince slightly; And gosh, I had no idea what she was thanking me for, but seeing her like this... so happy... so fulfilled... so satisfied made a special kind of warmth slowly bloom in my chest. I felt great when I realized then and there that I loved to see her like this.

That I enjoyed seeing her so happy... even though it was mostly due to Gavin’s presence.

She pulled me into a hug and peppered sloppy kisses on my face and head. And when she was probably satisfied with her craft on my face, she leaned away and pressed her lips to my ear, whispering under her breath; "I think he loves you. Like love loves you."

I froze, my eyebrows scrunching up in confusion.

It took me a moment to grasp what she was talking about, and when I finally did, I whispered; "No, you’re just drunk."

"And you’re drunk on your insecurities," she sassed back, "...thus the reason you cannot see what’s right in front of you."

Her words made me go quiet for a very brief second, and even though... even though I knew that the words she said were true, I didn’t want to be receiving any form of advice from her. Not yet. Not now that she probably has no idea what she is talking about due to how drunk she is.

I nodded slowly as she finally pulled away from me and stumbled into Gavin’s waiting arms, waving at me slowly as she called out;

"Byee!"

"Byeeee!" I waved back.

"Merry Christmas!" She slurred as she stumbled over to his car.

"Merry Christmas to you too!" I yelled back, waving despite the sudden hollow feeling spreading across my chest.

It was at that moment that Gavin finally turned to look at me, a grateful smile on his lips as he muttered; "Thank you."

But I didn’t respond. Right now, I couldn’t bring myself to speak due to how shaken I was. And as they finally drove off, my chest began to feel even more hollow. I began to wonder if it had been right for me to be so pretentious in front of them.

I wondered if it was worth it to steal some of Gavin’s DNA during the process of ’hugging him’.

I quietly shut the door behind me and went back into the house, and the first thing I did when I arrived back at the table was to pick up his fork, ignoring Jay’s intense scrutiny as I placed it into a transparent nylon bag.

I also put in the strands of hair I had been able to steal from him, and when I was done with that, I turned around only to gasp when I saw Jay standing right behind me, his eyes thinned into slits as he stared pointedly at the bag in my hands.

"What are you doing with that?" He asked in a way that almost made me feel embarrassed for doing something like this.

My face burned, mostly due to the fact that he was standing so close to me, filling my head with images that were too R-rated to talk about. But pushing off these thoughts, I shrugged, feigning nonchalance as I replied; "I’m taking it in for testing."

"You still believe that they aren’t your real family?" He asked, but this time, I noticed that it wasn’t judgment I heard in his voice. It was pity. It was understanding... and compassion.

I nodded once. "I still do... and I know you think so too."

He didn’t say anything else because truthfully, there was nothing left to be said. He simply pulled me into a hug and pressed his lips on my forehead.

I do not know for how long we stood there with him hugging me, plus his sweet warmth seeping into my cashmere sweater, but by the time he finally let me go, I knew that I felt better.

I knew that I no longer felt like shit for going to these measures just to find out what secrets laid behind my existence.

If only she would drop dead right this minute!

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