~~~ Don't ever come back to me again, trying to forget you the best I can. It hurts too much to say you threw us away, nothing that could make you stay. Don't ever miss me anymore, you gave up on us when you closed that door. I wish you all the best, thought you were my last, just please can you let me pretend... to forget...~~~
-Emma Heesters-
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I ran out immediately when I got David's call. I was finding a place where I can talk to him without loud music and noise as a background and my feet brought me to the hotel garden.
I sat in the long chair and stirred slightly when the cool wind blows against my skin.
"Hi, babe." the first thing I said the time I swiped the answer button, unaware of the figure standing in a dim area... watching and listening to every word that comes out of my lips.
"Hello, my beautiful girlfriend, how are you and how's the party going?"
I couldn't help but smile at the word he used for me.
"Well, I'm fine I mean, a little worn out."
"Hmm... just a little?" I could imagine the crease on his forehead.
"Yup, just a little and regarding the party..." I glanced at the entrance where I could see the kids playing fun games that Jack suggested. "...well, the kids enjoy dancing and playing games, especially Cali."
"Wow, that's good, please tell our little girl that Uncle David has a surprise for her when we see each other."
"Wow, really? She would get excited about it, babe." My smile widened when I heard the word 'our' that refers to my daughter. That's just one thing I like about David, he treats and cares so much for Cali like his own daughter.
"I wish I could be there too."
"Hmmp... didn't I tell you to file a vacation leave?"
"Babe, you know how much I wanted to do it, right? But I can't, today is one of my VIP patients' heart surgery and I'll be the head of the surgery team."
"Hmmp! I know," I sighed, looking up at the stars spreading across the dark sky.
"But I promise after all my commitments this month, I'll be by your side 24/7."
"Okay, I'll remember that, babe."
And we talked about random things like we always do when it comes to the point that we no longer have topics to discuss. David is a doctor, one of the outstanding heart surgeons in New York. He's three years my senior and the first time we met each other was so memorable.
Jack and I went to the nearest coffee shop after visiting her cousin in the hospital. David was on break that day and while I was waiting for Jack to come out of the ladies room, I decided to go to the counter to get our orders. But the moment I turned around, I didn't notice him standing behind me, so all the hot coffee in my tray flew over to him and stained his doctor's coat.
And that's it. Of course, I apologized and went with him to the hospital--- to his office to help him put some cream on his chest--- despite his refusal.
"Anyway, I have to go, babe, I still need to prepare for my next surgery."
"You still have a surgery scheduled tonight?" I asked, checking the time from my wristwatch... it's 7:20 pm., which means it's already 10:20 pm in New York.
"Yeah, don't worry this will only last 30 to 40 minutes and this is also my last surgery scheduled for today."
"Fine, good luck with the surgery and please don't skip dinner, Mr. Garcia!" I pretended to scold him and I heard his laugh from the other line.
"I will--- I mean yes, of course, I won't skip dinner. I have to go. I love you, babe."
I closed my eyes when I heard those 3 words. I don't know why I suddenly felt strange when heard him say that.
"Babe, are you still there?"
"Huh? Uhm... yes, I'm still here."
"I said I love you."
"Oh, I love you too, babe."
"Bye..." and I heard the end tone from the other line.
Leaning against my seat, I placed the phone over my chest and sighed. What is happening to me? I bit my lip and closed my eyes for a moment.
Since when did I start to doubt my feelings for him? I love him. He's a perfect boyfriend and husband material that a woman could ever have and I'm lucky to have him. He supports me and understands what I went through. He was there to hear my problems and listen to my thoughts. He never belittled me, instead, he appreciated me, all the things and all the people around me... that's why I loved him. So why did I get confused about my feelings for him?
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