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“You don’t need to say anything, Warner.
It’s me who should be apologizing.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry for breaking your trust.
You didn’t say anything wrong.
It was me who was at fault.”
A tear escaped my eye.
I couldn’t keep my tears in since last night.
As if there was a tap left open inside my eyes.
“Hey, hey!”
He slid closer, wiping the tear from my cheek.
“Please don’t cry, Em.
Truth to be told, yes, I was extremely hurt.
But it wasn’t your fault.
I should’ve known something like this was going to happen.
I always knew I was never in your heart.
But still, being selfish, even after you telling me sometimes that we were better friends, I didn’t let you go.
I got too blinded by my love that I didn’t see you weren’t happy in that relationship.
You didn’t love me.”
The last line came out as a whisper through his lips.
Seeing the melancholy in his eyes made me feel more terrible.
Another tear rolled down my cheek, but I wiped it fast.
“Warner, I-I tried my best.
But I just couldn’t do it.
Nor could I… stop myself from falling for him.
I swear, I tried with everything I had in me.
But…” I looked down at my hands, biting my lip.
He squeezed my hand.
“It’s all right, Em.
The way you can’t force yourself to love me, you can’t force yourself not to fall for the guy who was already in your heart.”
I looked up at him, not denying the fact.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered.
“I didn’t want to hurt you.”
He shook his head.
“Don’t be.
And I know.
My Em can’t hurt someone on purpose, even if she wants to.”
I didn’t show the discomfort on my face when he said ‘my Em.’
Maybe he said it just as a friend.
“I’m sorry too.
Feeling betrayed and in the fear of losing you, I’d ignored your calls and messages,” he said.
“I just needed some time, you know?
By the way, I called you last night.
Even messaged you.
You didn’t answer.”
I shifted in my place.
“I was a little busy.”
Nodding, he grabbed his cup again.
“So, how’s everything going?”
“We’re still friends, right?”
I ignored his question.
Though a huge burden lifted off my chest that he forgave me, I still wanted the assurance that he wasn’t breaking our friendship.
“Of course, Em!
No matter what happens, you’ll always be my best friend,” he answered, brown eyes were sincere.
This time, a genuine smile stretched across my lips as I pulled him into a bear hug.
“Thank you, Warner!
I’m really lucky to have you in my life!”
Pulling away, he grinned.
Though the gloom still lurked behind his eyes.
“Nothing can break our friendship, Em.
Not even some old feelings.”
My smile threatened to fall.
Even though things weren’t that tense between us anymore, it was still awkward.
He cleared his throat.
“Anyway, you didn’t answer my question.
How’s everything going on with your life?
How’s the office?”
“Wow,
you’ve made quite a collection here for yourself,” he awed, assessing the designs I’d drawn in the office when I’d no work to do.
At least I’d invested my time in something productive.
“Damn, Em!
You should open your own clothing line.
You’ll rock the market!”
I shrugged.
“That’s the plan.
But not now.
I still have so much to learn.”
After giving him a brief description about the office, he’d decided to stay back till evening since he was free.
Even if I wanted to curl up under my blanket and cry, I agreed with his plan.
At least we could catch up a little till then.
I brought him upstairs to show him my designs.
The designs I wanted to show to a certain person after the date and fixing everything with Warner.
I wanted to ask for his thoughts on them.
But it seemed like that certain person wasn’t going to have the luck anymore.
My eyes went to my phone again.
The flashing screen told me some unknown number was again calling non-stop.
Good thing I put it on silent.
I blocked his one number, so he got several new ones.
“Em?
Are you listening?”
I blinked.
“Yeah.
Sorry, I was just thinking about something.
What were you saying?”
“I said why don’t you show them to Caleb or your senior designers?
I’m sure they’d love to add them to their next catalogue.”
One of his brows raised.
I shook my head.
“They’re for my collection, Warner.
When I start my business, I want my best pieces to be available exclusively on display then.”
I threw another glance towards the phone again.
My hands itched to grab it and receive the calls.
But I knew better.
Something soared in my chest as Tess’s words flashed across my mind.
We saw him writhing in pain in his bed when he didn’t get his dose.
We heard his screams from his nightmares.
My hands curled.
Jaw ticked.
Why?
Why…
Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath, calming the storm inside me that has been swirling since Tess left.
You don’t know what you mean to him, Em.
That man is nothing without his Rosebud.
Sitting straight, I rubbed my face in frustration.
The more I wanted to not to think of him, the more my mind was flooded with him.
“You all right?
And please don’t sell me your lies again.
I can see how restless you are.
What happened?”
“Nothing, Warner.
I—“
A series of furious non-stop honks of car stopped me.
It came from outside of our home.
I frowned.
What’s going on?
Then his voice froze me in my place.
“Emerald!”
Some more honking.
“Rosebud, please!
At least come to your window!”
What the hell?
He-he was outside again?
Warner threw me a perplexed look.
Scrambling out of the bed, I ran to the window and peeked outside.
There he was.
Standing beside his giant black expensive car, in a three-piece suit with the tie loose around his neck and hair ruffled, he looked up at me with those intense gray eyes.
He let out a visible sigh of content as he watched me silently for a moment.
While I just glared.
Tess was right.
He looked miserable.
The always perfect Mr.Valencian was a mess today.
But he was Achilles Valencian, after all.
He even wore the messy look in a perfect way.
This look of his didn’t disappoint to have my heart skip like every other day.
“Rosebud,” his low voice reached as a whisper to my ears.
I tried my best to ignore my pounding heart and his desperate eyes.
Treacherous heart!
“What are you doing here?
And what’s this?
Don’t create a scene here, Ace!
Go away!”
My lips pressed tight as I glanced around in the neighborhood.
“Baby, please.
Just talk to me once.
I know I’ve hurt you and I’m extremely sorry for that.