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“Oh, thank God!
I thought you died out of relief.”
She teased.
I straightened.
“It’s nothing like that.
I don’t care if she’s his girlfriend or just a friend.
And you called me to inform this?”
I could imagine her rolling her amber eyes.
“Yeah, right!
That’s why you vanished after that night.
Don’t lie to me, bitch!
I know how much you care.
So as a best friend, I just did my duty by applying balm on your burn.”
Now it was my turn to roll my eyes.
“Shut up!
I’m not lying.
And right now, when I don’t know if I got rejected or selected for the job, I don’t want to talk about that man.”
Now that caught her attention and then I gave her a brief of everything that happened since this morning and all she did was laugh at my misery, wishing me luck with Mr.Fart Cooper.
“So?
What good news are you going to give me?”
I asked Warner, taking a bite on the pizza he’d brought for us for dinner.
“You tell me first.
How did your interview go?”
He chewed on his piece.
My shoulders lifted.
“Peachy.
The first one got canceled and the second one was horrible.”
“Why?
What happened?
Your CV is excellent.
Everyone would want to give you a chance,” he stated.
“Thanks.
But Mr.Cooper wasn’t everyone.”
Shaking my head, I explained everything.
Except that creepy man I bumped into.
He laughed so hard he choked on his food.
“That’s not funny!
I’m concerned about my whole career here.”
Giving him a glass of water, I glared at him.
“Sorry!
It’s just I still can’t believe he farted in front of you.”
He chuckled, wiping the tears he got from laughing his ass off.
Seeing my serious expression, he sobered up and smiled.
“Don’t worry, Em.
They will definitely get back to you soon.
And trust me, the job will be yours.
I know it.”
“I hope so.
Anyway, will you tell me your good news now?”
Setting the glass aside, he sat straight.
Though his eyes sparkled with exhilaration, he seemed hesitant.
“You remember I applied for a job last month?”
I nodded.
“Well, I got accepted to work directly under the general manager there.”
“What?
That’s amazing, Warner!
Congratulations!”
Leaping up from my place, I gave him a tight hug.
“Thank you.
But there is another thing…”
Pulling away, I studied him.
“What’s it?”
He scratched his head.
“This company is in Seattle.
So, uh, I’ve to go there and join next week.”
“Of course you should go!
Why are you so hesitant about it?”
I queried.
He huffed.
“That means I’ve to go far away from you, Em.
And I can’t do that.”
I grabbed his hand.
“I know how you’re feeling.
I will miss you too.
But just because you will have to shift to another city, you can’t miss this opportunity.
It’s always been your dream to work at that company.
And now that you finally got the chance, you should definitely take it.”
“But I can’t leave you here alone…”
“I’m not a kid, Warner.
I can take care of myself.
And we will talk every day, don’t worry.
Just pack your bags already!”
I punched on his shoulder, making him laugh and engulf me into another hug.
My phone buzzed on the couch, making me pull away.
My heart skipped.
Was it an email from them?
Warner eyed me.
Giving me an encouraging nod, he pushed me to check it.
With both excitement and nervousness, I picked up my phone, expecting an email of good news.
As I saw the screen, my heart stopped in my chest.
And then it started racing.
It wasn’t anything I expected it would be.
I gave you time.
And now your time is over.
You can’t escape me anymore.
-A
EIGHT: A SHADOW
“C
ome on, Em!
You can’t sit here with that gloomy face.
Don’t worry about the job, just enjoy, girl!
Everything will be fine,” Molly slurred, leaning against the bar counter.
“Here, take this drink.
You’ll feel good.”
I shook my head.
“I’m not in a mood.”
She pouted.
When I didn’t drink the shot she offered to me, she shrugged, gulping it herself.
Kate and John shook their heads at her and went back to their cuddling.
We were at a local pub with our college friends.
After they found out about Warner getting the job, they wanted to celebrate it.
So here we were, enjoying the night.
Except me.
Too many thoughts were playing in my head to get wasted with alcohol.
“Here, at least drink this orange juice.
It’s really good, I tell you.”
Warner handed me a glass, sipping on his own.
“Thanks.”
I scanned the dancing crowd and the moving lights.
Even the booming music didn’t make my mood better.
He turned me to him.
A small smile tugged on his lips.
“Don’t worry.
I’m sure the job will be yours.”
I smiled before he got busy with the others, laughing and joking.
And I just concentrated on my juice in silence.
“You can’t escape me anymore.”
What did he mean by that?
Whatever he said that night, at the parking lot, and then that message, what should I think out of it?
Why was he behaving like he… like he had some right over me?
All these years, he didn’t even ask about me to anyone.
And now…
A sigh left my lips.
He confused me.
I confused myself, or should I say, my feelings did.
Even knowing he could give me another heartache, why did I still feel so connected to him?
“Em?
You’re here with us, right?
You seem lost,” Kate asked.
“My love, you know why she isn’t in a good mood tonight.
We’ve been pestering her from the moment she arrived.
Leave her alone,” John said, kissing her temple, and then pulled her for a kiss.
The others gagged at their PDA.
Something soared in my chest and subconsciously, my hand touched the corner of my lips.
The place where his scorching mouth was just nights ago.
Warner’s poking me pulled me out of my reverie.
Looking at his eyes, guilt washed over me like a cold bouquet of ice.
My hand balled into a fist.
How could I think of someone’s kiss when I was sitting right beside my boyfriend?
But I couldn’t control my feelings even if I wanted to.
The beeping of my phone distracted my sense of shame.
My eyes widened when I checked it.
An email from Coopers Fabrics!
I squealed as soon as I read it, making Warner and others watch me with confusion.
Grinning ear to ear, I leaped up from my seat.
