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“Little Stela, is Leanna also staying at that hotel?”
Instantly, my energy was drained from me, I slumped on the car seat.
“Is she doing well?”
“Is she still with your brother?”
“Very much so.”
That got my attention. He rarely spoke my complete name.
I look at his serious face.
He cupped my hand and stared at my eyes.
I felt my heart slammed hard against my chest.
I didn’t stop the expectation and anticipation in my voice.
Zhander seemed hesitant as he averted his gaze.
Is this it?
Never would I thought that he would confess to me inside his car.
Zhander seemed to have found his courage when he returned his gaze on me.
“Yes?” I urged.
“Zhander, what is it?”
I was getting impatient with each second and my voice conveyed it all clearly.
“Estela…, I seem to be….”
“…….serious with Leanna.”
“I was waiting for the right time to tell you since you’re Cain’s little sister and you’re also like a little sister to me. I want you to know that I’ll continue to pursue her despite her relationship with your brother and despite that you will protest.”
“Stop the car.”
Zhander was taken aback.
“STOP THE CAR!”
I shouted which made Zhander stunned.
Instantly, the car stopped and I immediately stepped out from it.
It was like the day wouldn’t get any worse when it started to drizzle.
“Estela! What are you doing? Get back in the car!”
Zhander grabbed my hand which forced me to face him.
Something in me cracked. It was that thin line which held my suppressed emotions, all my desires, and pint up frustrations – burst out viciously.
Unable to control myself, I violently shook my hand away from his grasp.
Zhander was surprise since this was the first time that I acted this way towards him.
“Estela, I know you’re angry at me—”
“No! You don’t know anything, Zhander!”
Zhander motioned to grab my hand once more.
“What am I to you?!”
He was speechless for a moment. Unsure of what I meant.
“W-what…you’re like a sister to me…”
I pointed at myself, not minding that we incited some audience in our scene.
“I’m. Not. Your. Sister.”
This time, Zhander frowned, and I felt him beginning to get angry as well.
“Estela. Let’s get back in the car.” His tone was devoid of any emotions while his face turned expressionless.
Yet, I didn’t back off.
The long years of suppressing were not enough to just be conveyed in a mere minute of conversation.
“What am I to you?!”
“What do you want me to say?!” Zhander finally lost his cool.
What do I want him to say?
“Do you love me? As a woman? As Estela Fay?”
My voice was soft and low that I could barely hear it.
Zhander didn’t answer and continued to stare at me wide eyes. I knew he probably had gotten the whole picture by now.
“Estela… I… You…”
I smiled bitterly at myself.
I extended my hand for a taxi. Zhander didn’t stop me as he was utterly rooted to his spot, unsure of what to do nor say.
“My exhausted heart can’t wait for you any longer, so make your move before my heart moves on.”
I opened the car, and the cab drove off, leaving him behind, confused under the rain.
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