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“What are you eating?” He whispered with his usual gentle tone.
“Oh… You know…… H-healthy foods, like er…… Tomatoes… uhmm… Onions… Green pepper… Garlic.”
“All right! It’s beef! I’m eating grilled wagyu beef!”
“I’ll order more wagyu meat to be delivered to our home.”
I unconsciously smiled until I heard someone called him.
“I’m sorry, I have to go. I’ll call you again tomorrow.”
Instantly, my heart jolted, refusing to end the call.
“Don’t stay up too late.”
“I love you…”
Cain, sensing that I wouldn’t say anything anymore, ended the call.
Instantly, my vigorous beating heart felt like it stopped thumping.
I love Cain, but somehow, something was holding me back on saying the words like ‘I love you’ to him.
To me, it was not just a word, but a vow. Once I said those words, I have to be so sure that the person would be with me until death.
I wanted it to be Cain, but even I couldn’t predict the future.
I sighed again.
In my past life, every day, every minute, I heard those words from Tristan’s flowery mouth. But contrary to his words, he lacked actions to support it which only made his words sounded so pretentious.
Maybe that was also the reason why I somehow couldn’t say those words and preferred actions instead.
I knew Cain was different.
Every words were supported by his actions and screamed certainty and finality. No indecisiveness and always struck my heart, body, and soul every time we were together.
I smiled bitterly at myself.
I have to improve more!
I looked at the flowers in front of me. It was proof on how many days Cain and I have been together.
It’s almost been three weeks.
It had been five days since he didn’t return home.
I got up and pulled out the almost wilting flower and pressed it on a book together with the others.
I picked up my phone and saw it was Zoe.
“Leanna!! You have to help me!! You have to come with me tomorrow to buy a dress!! You have to!!”
I could feel my brain shook from her loud screech. After a moment, making sure she calmed down, I put my phone back to my ear.
“A dress for what?”
“Dress for Sophia’s debut! My parents won’t buy me one saying I have tons of dresses, but they all know that those are just hand me downs from Sophia while that bitch bought dresses almost every week! I can’t wear a hand me down on her debut! That’s just asking to be humiliated!!”
I felt her helplessness and anxiousness even on the other side of the phone.
“Alright, alright, calm down. I’ll help you tomorrow. Contact Estela as well.”
“I already did, but she said she couldn’t come since she’s working to resolve something on their business.”
Oh, that’s right, Estela is still one of the Fay’s heir. Forgot that info – like most of the time.
“Alright, it’s just going to be the two of us then. Let’s meet up at lunch.”
Zoe breathed a sigh of relief.
“Thank you! With you accompanying me picking a dress at least I won’t make a fool out of myself.”
She laughed bitterly.
After we ended the call, I immediately contacted Uncle Luke.
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