" Why am I feeling like this? What am I feeling? Nervousness? Irritation? Sadness?"
Sandra thinks as she is trying hard to dress in a presentable manner in front of Dean who is waiting for her in front of her house.
"Wow! Why will I be nervous or sad? Who is he to me? It must be anger then! After what he has done, I should only feel anger!"
She huffs as she throws herself into an ocean-colored top and jeans.
"Ouch! My hair! "
Pain shoots in her head while fixing the bed hair hastily.
Finally, she puts a pair of sneakers on and almost runs for the front gate.
But she doesn't find Dean there.
"Did he play a prank on me? The nerve of this guy! "
She thinks sulkily.
But sudden footsteps make her look back.
She sees Dean running towards her with a box.
He abruptly halts in front of her.
"Hey! Sorry. Took some time for this."
He says, pointing to the box.
Sandra finds herself checking him out.
He looks dashing in those casual outfits.
"Done checking me out? "
She becomes surprised and looks at him. He is looking at her with a smug smile.
Sandra blushes and tells herself off internally for getting caught.
" I was not! What's there to see anyway?"
She desperately tries to hide her embarrassment.
Suddenly Dean decreases the distance between them and moves his face so close that their nose is almost touching.
"Really?"
An amused smile is playing on his lips.
Sandra uneasily shifts under his gaze.
She feels the rise of temperature in her cheeks and ears.
She all of a sudden gives him a hefty shove in the chest and he nearly falls on the street.
"Stay away! Did you even have anything to say? "
" Hey! Easy there, tiger! "
Dean starts laughing.
" I do have something to say. "
"What? "
Sandra shouts again, looking at Dean.
" Sorry."
He softens his gaze and repeats,
"I am sorry. "
" For what, Dean? "
She urges him to elaborate.
"For foolishly remarking you as a betrayer last time. I didn't mean to say it like that. "
Dean continues quietly.
A beautiful rush of pleasure flows through Sandra. Her subconscious mind didn't want to accept Dean as the bad guy.
"It's okay, Dean. I know you did it for Amy. But still, you shouldn't have commented so fast, only based on what Amy might have said."
Sandra says solemnly.
" You only met me that day."
" I know. It's just that I love Lia so much. It was hard for me to see her sad over you and that boy."
His expression childishly converts into anger.
Sandra almost laughs at this cute
overprotective nature.
"Here. It's for you. A Sorry gift. "
He hands her the box.
It's a box of her favorite flavored chocolate; Chocolate butter. He chose well. It's her weakness.
"How did you..."
"From Lia. She told me you love this. "
Dean says.
"So.... am I forgiven? "
His smirk is back.
" Sure."
Sandra smiles and Dean screams, "Yes ".
" By the way, that boy has a name. It's Shawn. "
Sandra corrects him.
"What is with you two? Always correcting his name! "
Dean says, irritatingly referring to both Sandra and Amelia.
This time, Sandra laughs loudly.
It is not even that funny. Still, she wanted to laugh, and smile at what Dean said.
It was only two times they met. The first meeting was horrible. So, how does this boy have the ability to make Sandra's heart flutter on the second meet?
This sudden tug of attraction towards Dean..... will this last longer or it's just an infatuation?
Sandra is still smiling thinking about all this. Dean is blabbering something about his works but she only watches him dazedly.
After Shawn, she didn't want to be heartbroken again. Nobody wants to get hurt twice by making the same mistakes.
"You are going to destroy your brain cells by giving so much pressure, Sandra! "
Dean waves his hands in front of her face, smilingly.
" What's going on that pretty head of yours?"
Sandra comes out of her thought. Dean is again standing close to her.
" This boy! "
She mumbles and takes a step back.
" Nothing at all, Dean! "
She gives an embarrassed laugh.
Dean gets a call suddenly and he sees the caller.
" I have to go! I will meet you again, Sandra! "
He starts jogging while waving at her.
Sandra waves back and smiles,
" Let's see what happens when I meet you again, Dean! "
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" One cup of cappuccino, please! "
Said a gentle voice.
" Of cou....."
Sammy stops in mid-sentence.
The presence of the current customer has just given her the feeling of being electrocuted.
It is a face she swore she will forget and it is the same face she never thought she would see again either.
" Remember me, Sammy boy? "
The customer smiled.
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" Won't you even look at me? "
The man sighs.
"Why are you here, Richard? "
Sammy's calm voice surprises her.
How come she is talking so easily? How is she still not crying when Sammy thought she would be all over the place if he shows up again?
" Wow! You at least talked. I had a business seminar here. "
Richard is even more surprised to find Sammy as calm as a quiet ocean. It's a little frightening.
" That's not what I mean. Why are you here? With me? In front of me? "
She fires a series of questions at him.
Richard doesn't answer. He seems nervous.
" You deprived me of my chance to apologize. You left me alone there. "
Sammy looks at the man sitting beside her on a park bench. He still looks the same; the same handsome face with the same gentleman-like manner.
She tears her gaze away from him.
Even after so many years, he has the gut to accuse her of leaving him alone.
" Did I? Or it was you insulting me and praying hard to God to cast me away from your life? "
Sammy's voice rises a little.
" I am sorry. I mean it with all my heart.
You don't know how much I regretted that day, that hour when I said those offensive things to you! "
It seems he's gonna cry any moment now.
Does she believe him? Maybe not. But her traitor heart wants something else.
" It was not some offensive words, Richard. It was the painful knife with which you stabbed me again and again."
Sammy's voice breaks a little.
" I... I know. How am I gonna show you that I am truly sorry? How can I make you believe me? "
His desperate voice rises.
" I don't want your pity or pathetic sympathy now. "
Sammy says quietly with a strong voice.
Richard sighs in defeat. He understands he won't able to make her trust him now. He said,
" Do you miss him? Or her? "
His question pushes Sammy over the edge.
His gentle voice is making it more difficult for her to continue her neutral manner.
Of course, she misses her child. There was not a single day when she didn't remember that ill-fated night.
But she doesn't want to disclose this to him.
" Go away, Richard. Just leave me alone."
He sits for some more seconds. Then he starts going away from her; not looking back at her for once.
Sammy watches him, walking away from her, increasing the distance between them with each taken step. She sobs a little.
Is it too late or too old for her to fall in love again?
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" My parents wanted to see you."
Shawn scratches the back of his neck.
" As my girlfriend. "
Amelia's heart aches in pain. Her trembling hands go down to the cafe table to hide.
" I guess they don't know then. "
She manages to say.
" No. I mean not even yours. Your Dad called my Dad last night. They mutually set a date to have a get-together."
He says uncomfortably.
" Dad didn't say anything to me. "
She sips her coffee.
"Maybe wanted to surprise you. I told you earlier. "
He continues.
" What a surprise. "
Sarcasm is dripping from her voice.
Shawn looks at her fake girlfriend. She truly despises him.
" You could've said we had a breakup. It would've been easy. "
Amelia swallows her tears.
Shawn gazes down. He thought about it.
But he doesn't know why he didn't want to say that they had a breakup.
He might have liked the impression of still being together. Only a little. That's what he tried hard to make himself believe.
" They almost came alive from death. I couldn't think of any other things. Sorry."
He says again.
Another excuse.
Amelia's pain increases. She has pressed her nails in her fist so hard that it might draw blood.
"What do you want me to do then? "
" Can you still pretend to be my girlfriend?"
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