Leilani.
Our first court hearing is supposed to be in a few days and I am a bag of frayed nerves.
—And that’s like the best way I can put it.
My nerve was coiled tight, and every now and then, I had jump scares, fearing that either Gavin or my father would come at me. That they would try to attack me, knowing that I was about to counter attack.
This thought made me very anxious. But on the bright side, Jay had finally been able to pull in all the hospital records of my gruesome treatments over the years— but they only showed cases of times I’d been taken to the hospital.
The times I had been denied medical attention were not documented, and Jesus, that made me mad.
Anyways, today is the gala we’ve all been looking forward to, and after dressing up in a dazzling red Chanel dress, I complimented the look with a pair of black Saint Laurent heels, styled my hair into an elegant chignon with loose waves and picked up my matching black Kate purse.
I was unstoppable.
No, not because of my looks but because of what I planned to do today.
A smile split my face when the honking of a car sounded outside, and upon stepping out, I found Jarek leaning against his sleek black Rolls-Royce with his hands buried deep into his pockets, and a single red rose hanging loosely between his lips.
He flashed me one of his infamous grins and waved. "Oh, look who the Heavens just graced us with!" He sighed dreamily, exaggerating a surprised expression.
My face flared up with heat as I awkwardly walked over to him, smiling when he gave me the flower, and muttered; "Thank you."
He then pulled open the door for me, and I gasped when I noticed a large bouquet resting by the far corner of the rear seat.
I immediately spun around to face him, my face bright, my smile just as blinding, and asked; "Now, it almost feels like you’ve been the one sending me those roses for so long!"
At that, Jarek looked mortified. He gasped. "Oh no! Eww! I’d never send you flowers without a note. I’m not a coward or a creep!"
"Huh huh, really?"
"Yeah!" He argued, looking like a mixture of embarrassment and frustration put together. "You can check that one out. It has a note in it. A note thanking you for being in my life, and for being the most beautiful genius I’ve ever seen. And do you want to know how I know that so easily?" He snapped, causing me to roll my eyes.
I shook my head, laughing. "No."
"Because I hand-wrote it. Because I want you to realise that I did it. I’m not some stuck up cowardly admirer who cannot do something as simple as give a properly labelled gift."
"Now, you’re overreacting, my princess." I drawled jokingly and he rolled his eyes.
"No, I’m not." He answered back. And then pointing to the front of my porch, he added; "See, there’s another bouquet waiting for you there. That’s the one from your admirer." But I didn’t miss the way his voice had dropped into something unrecognisable, nor the way he now seemed so uncomfortable, it made me uncomfortable.
I didn’t know how to react to Jarek being so defensive about something that had been a complete joke, so instead I grinned at him and scooted away in order to create enough space for him to join me at the back of the car while his driver occupied the front.
The drive to the gala was quiet save for some interruptions by his driver and the occasional sound of the bustling street as we drove past, which was strange.
Jarek was never usually this quiet.
In fact, these days, I cannot help but feel like our friendship is getting strained. Like there was an invisible bone of contention between us. An elephant in the room that has refused to be addressed.
I turned away from him to watch the street blur past, only coming to when the car stopped in front of the grandest hall I’ve seen in a very long time.
Contrary to my earlier mood, a smile instantly broke out on my face and I turned to find Jarek already watching me, a strange expression on his face as his eyes flickered between my eyes and lips.
"It’s beautiful!" I exclaimed.
"Yes, it is." He murmured, never taking his eyes off my face.
I rolled my eyes and slapped his arm. "I mean the whole place is beautiful. It looks so grand... so put together, I love it!"
But he wasn’t paying any attention to me. Oh, scratch that! He was paying attention to me and not to the words I was saying. He murmured; "I probably didn’t say this earlier, but you’re gorgeous."
Now, that made me blush. I smiled. "You did."
"I just thought to remind you." He drawled, and with that, he stepped out of the car to come help open my side of the door. He let me loop my arm in his as I got out, and held onto me as we stepped into the hall.
And goddess, the place was gorgeous!
It had the most beautiful setting I’ve seen in a very long time. If I wasn’t acting so bougie, my jaws would’ve been literally picked from the floor.
I turned to Jarek; "You sponsored this event?"
I already knew the answer. I was just making small talk. He shrugged. "Only a little."

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