My head was aching and my heart was still beating fast inside my chest. Every time I would close my eyes, I would remember Adam. I would remember how we fought. We had been together for years but this was the worst of all our fights. I had never been insecure about his life because I was secured but lately, I was spinning out of control.
I just f ucking needed a breather.
Spending my first day away from him, I ordered all the unhealthy food I could get my hands onto. I watched lots of TV and stuffed myself with pizza. I was thinking how he’d get mad at me if he saw me doing all these things. Adam had always reminded me to eat healthy.
I was f ucking ridiculous because even when I was far away, I was still thinking about him.
Stupid, stupid Bree.
I was just so in love with him but until when was love enough? I was hurting and I would never stay in a relationship if all we ever did was hurting. I saw enough of that with my parents. I didn’t want to subject myself to that horrendous kind of life. I didn’t want to stay in a marriage because it’s convenient. I want a life wherein I would look forward to waking up everyday because I loved my life… I knew I was being too ideal but was it that bad to hope? To wish for a life worth living?
The next morning, I had to hide my phone at the deepest part of the cabinet because I was tempted to call Adam. I would call him… but not now. We both needed this space. I needed to calm myself because I knew that fighting would do us no good. And I needed him to think about us, as well. I knew he loved me—I could feel it—but I also needed him to realize where I was coming from.
That I wasn’t totally irrational when I got mad at him for staying with hisex.
God, Bree! Drop it!
I went outside to take a walk. I wanted to jog because the weather was good but I didn’t exactly bring shoes with me. I felt like a rebel teenager running away from home because things didn’t go the way I planned.
As I was walking, I couldn’t help but feel sad. Adam used to walk with me. Even when he was busy, he always made sure that he had time for me.
I just finished my class for today when suddenly, someone poked me from behind. God knew how much I hated being poked so I was ready to give a piece of my mind to whoever did that.
“What the—Adam?” I asked, my forehead turned into a full crease. He was holding a coffee in his one hand and on the other, there was a piece of tulip.
“For you,” he said. “This one’s for me, though. I just finished a month’s worth of report so I need caffeine to stay awake. But if you want, I’d get you,” he continued while I was just trying to wrap my head around the idea that he was actually here.
I blinked once. Twice. I lost count how many times I blinked.
“I’m hungry. Lunch?” he asked.
But before I could answer, he already held my hand inside his and guided me inside his car.
“Why—what—why are you even here?” I asked, confused. I thought he had to spend a week in Paris because of an expansion deal so I wasn’t expecting to see him until tomorrow evening. I even restrained myself to call him because I knew how busy he could get. I didn’t want to cause any trouble.
“Didn’t you miss me?”
“Of course I do!” I answered fast and that earned me laughter from him. God, I missed those smiles, those laughs. “But why are you here? I thought you’re still in Paris?”
His smile faded but he was quick to hide whatever it was. I didn’t push him. He’d tell me if he wanted to talk. I didn’t want to invade his privacy because we’re still both entitled to one. So even though my mind was torturing me into asking him what that change in emotion was about, I constrained myself.
“I finished early.”
“That’s it?”
He nodded. And then pulled me and kissed my forehead. “And of course because I wanted to see you.” And that kiss melted whatever worry I had inside my head.
I should stop overthinking everything. I loved Adam. Adam loved me. For once in my life, I should stop worrying about everything and just enjoy this feeling.
We went to a Caribbean restaurant and ate lunch there. After that, we walked until we went inside a building. The sun was already beginning to set and I was admiring the beauty of the orange sky when I heard a noise.
“You’re leaving already?” I asked him as I watched the helicopter land.
“We’re leaving,” he answered.
“What?”
“I’ll tour you around Seattle. It’s best at night,” he said and I was just too tongue-tied to even respond. “Come on. I’d seen enough of Florida. Let me show you where I live.”
His offer was tempting… and the way he was looking at me wasn’t helping.
“But I have classes tomorrow…” was my last excuse because every fiber inside my body was begging me to say yes to him.
“I’ll fly you back and will even walk you to class,” he said and then kissed my knuckles. He looked at me with those eyes and I just freaking melted. God! Adam and his ways! “Please? Please, babe?”
I grunted.
“You’re always playing dirty.”
“So, is that a yes?”
I rolled my eyes. “Just make sure I’d enjoy Seattle,” I said and then stood up. “And make sure I’d be able to attend to my class.”
He laughed and then…