Gray’s POV
“You’ll meet her later. Don’t you want to meet her, Gray?”
I laughed and that made all the people in our household fall into silence. I glared at my brother who was looking at me. He was calm while I was already full of rage. I want to grab the knife and just kill him but I know that wouldn’t change anything.
“Are you sure?” I told him.
“Yeah. Why not? You’ll like her.”
I scowled and turned to my family, especially to my grandfather. After all, she knows Deanara and she liked her so much. But, I am not sure if she would still like her after I told her the truth.
“Do you want to know who his girlfriend is?”
“Gray, what is this again?” My father asked.
“No. You need to know. After all, you’ll meet her and I don’t want you to be shocked because for the second time my brother stole my girl again!” I raised my tone and I saw how darkness crossed Ethan’s eyes.
He was the one who started provoking me first and I do not intend to lose to him.
“Who is he talking about, Ethan?” My grandfather seriously asked.
Ethan closes his fist and looks down.
“It’s Deanara.”
The whole household fell into silence again.
“See?” I faked a laugh. “Don’t let her see me. Who knows, she might come running back to me again like Vivian did.”
I hurriedly went out of the house and drove back to the office. My sight was already blurred from crying so I stopped to calm myself. I need to be strong because I only have myself. I have no one and they all left me so I need to be strong for myself.
I was done crying. I spent months hating the world and crying over Deanara and I don’t want it to happen again. I just want to move on. I thought it would be easy because I already experienced it with Vivian yet I was wrong.
Until now, I couldn’t forget Deanara.
I still love her. And, honestly, I am still hoping that we could be together.
I already finished the house I built for her. It was her design. It was already done but I don’t know what to do with it because the woman I want to be with chose my brother. Should I give it to them as my gift for their wedding?
Fuck!
It took me half a minute before I stopped myself from crying. My brother shouldn’t know about this. I should pretend that I am fine. I don’t want to see Deanara yet I want to know everything about her.
Ugh! I hate this feeling! It’s killing me.
I made sure that I fixed myself before going inside the office. I checked my watch and I still have time to spare. I went directly to the coffee shop on the ground floor of the building to buy some iced coffee to cool my head.
I am still pissed and I will continue to be pissed if I will see my brother again. Why did he even come back? What is he doing to her? He accompanied Deanara? For what, what’s their deal with each other?
I am already at peace, why do they need to ruin me again?
After ordering an iced coffee, my phone vibrated, I was reading the message that is why I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings, I bumped and the iced coffee spilled.
“Oh my gosh! I am sorry!”
I was stunned upon hearing her voice. It’s been three years since I last heard her voice, but it was the voice I will never forget. And, her strawberry scent sends a signal to my brain that is why I know, even without lifting my head, it was her. The girl I want to spend my life with.
“It’s okay…” I coldly said as I laid my eyes on her.
Fuck! I cursed upon staring at her.
It’s her.
I am still into her.
No matter what I do. I am still not over her. I was frozen. I couldn’t move because I was afraid that if I moved my body, I would hug her. I would kiss her and I would forget the fact that she is no longer mine.
“I am so sorry.” She bowed down.
Why do I feel like she wasn’t sorry for the drink? Why does it hurt so much? I thought it would no longer hurt.
“I’ll buy you another drink and…” She offered her handkerchief. “I am really sorry.” She started wiping my coat when I stopped her and held her hand.
I saw the surprise in her face as she panicked.
I laughed in my mind. What, now? Is she afraid of me? Is she afraid that I would hate her or hurt her?
I hate her, there is no doubt about that. Yet, I hate her because even though I hate her I still love her. I still love her so much that if she would tell me that her sorry was meant for that night, I would accept her wholeheartedly and forget everything. That is how much I love her.
“I have to go.” She pulled her hand away from me. “Sorry for the coffee.” She bowed down without looking at me.
She was already at the door when I followed her and grabbed her wrist. She was shaking, so am I.
“Y-yeah?” Her voice broke. What is that? Is she going to cry? Damn!
I missed her so much that it hurts.
“I never got to ask this…” I gulped the lump on my throat. “But..why…”
“W-what do you mean why?” She asked, trying to pull her hand away but I tightened the grip. I don’t want to let her go, but how could I do it when she was already the one pulling away.
“Why do you have to leave me, Deanara?”