Chapter 54: Chapter 54

I haven't slept since last night. I just lay there staring at the bed, remembering all Adonis had done to me. From the thing, he was providing support that gave me life and hope—which resulted in unanticipated love and things that pursued that I never imagined happening to me in real life and things that would develop.

I assumed he was a teammate in my struggle, but he didn't tell me he was the huge boss I had to fight. I'm miserable and in agony, and I can't sleep because I'm drowning. I thought my days that I had to cry every night was finally ended, but I was wrong. It feels like there is an avalanche that buries me. Conceivably, since I was sobbing so hard, I didn't know I was already sleeping.

I just woke up on my own without being woken up by anyone. When I looked outside, it was midday, the sun was shining brightly, and the heat was suffocating. I slept longer, but I still felt sleep-deprived. I feel it would be better not to get out of bed; my body feels heavy, despite the fact that I don't have a fever. It felt like I'd been stabbed in different regions of my body, and all I wanted to do was lie down and close my eyes entirely. That I won't go to open them up again.

I wouldn't have stood up to grab for my phone on the side table if it hadn't just rung. I swiveled my gaze across the room before picking up my phone. It used to be one of the most colorful lugs I wished I have when I returned home. I felt safest in the world at Adonis's house and the room he lent me since I knew his room was directly next to mine and that I could easily seek him for aid. However, as a result of what happened last night, it is now black and white. There is no life here at all, and it is also one of my least favorite locations.

When the call ended, and it rang again, I finally gave my attention to it. I looked up to see who was calling, and it was Cole. We'll meet today, of course, since I have something to tell him. I had no option but to force myself away from the lovely bed, even though I didn't want to. Before answering my phone, I looked out the window.

“Luna! I assumed you wouldn't answer my call.” I heard sounds in his background, so I removed the phone from my ear and pressed the speakers, hoping to hear him somehow. “I apologize for the delay in responding to your message. When are we going to meet?”

His voice was happy while I was getting cold. Not just the eyes, body but also the heart. I don’t know whom to trust. At least one, I don’t know who will stab me when I turn around. I couldn’t protect myself from the person I thought would carry all my hands wherever he goes.

“I'll get ready, after I get ready, I'll message you if I'm going to Quite Home.” That place is a restaurant and quite far away because like its name it is hushed. Attendees are limited, and you need a reservation before you can go but since I use the name Adonis, I know it's easy because of all this time …

All this time, I didn’t know he was the first business tycoon.

Why would he tell me that? What exactly is my place in his life? That's why no matter how hard I try to enter his world, I can't do it because, in the first place, he had no plan to let me in. No matter how much my heart hurts, I can do nothing but be harmed. I only lost the right to complain because now I know that everything is fake. He was just settling on me to get revenge.

I no longer waited for Cole’s answer and turned off the call and acted. I went straight to the bathroom and filled the bathtub. As I looked at the water, I had thoughts I didn’t want to do. I want to imprint in my brain that he also once sheltered me, but regardless of what I do, I want to do that. To soothe me, I immersed my whole body in water, even my face.

When I come out of the bath and I still think like that, I will proceed with what I planned. I let my body sink into the bathtub. Until I couldn't stand it anymore and go up. I did some rituals on my body before coming out of the bathroom. I just got dressed fast. Furthermore, I also didn’t give any effort to my body because my stomach hurt for some reason. It was just a simple purple dress and paired with white rubber shoes.

When I first stepped on the stairs I just wanted to run back to the bedroom and hide in the blanket, lock the door and just rest first because I can't seem to keep up with everything that's happening. My brain is in another dimension.

But no matter what, I wanted to not do it; I still chose to step on my feet. I let them trudge involuntarily. I don’t know where they will take me. All I want is to be able to survive this day as a prisoner incarcerated. The only difference is I am a prisoner of emotion. Chained in pain as hands are tied to make me feel what it feels like to be helpless even when in front of your eyes what is transpiring.

My foot carried me to the kitchen. When I smelled some food they deliberately took me there, but Adonis and I were both shocked when we saw each other. He was wearing only an apron and boxer shorts. There was nothing that bothered him apart from that. If it was still the same, maybe I might have joked with him, but my eyes quickly changed from panic and were replaced by coldness, and I thought everything that my eyes could look at would turn to ice.

I stared at the table with two plates. Even there, I would almost have the power and break them with just my eyes. How can he act like this after all he did to me?! Why do I seem to be the only one affected by everything he did. Why is he unfair to me?!

“Luna, let's eat.” He hurriedly arranged the plates, even though they were already organized. He was transferring rice and dish to plates, but he stopped at what I said next. The ladle was just raised in the air.

“Nah. I will meet someone outside, and we will only eat there. You can eat by yourself.” I went straight to the refrigerator and pick a glass and poured water. There was water on the table, but I didn’t get there. He just watches me do what I do. I didn't turn to him, even though I knew his gaze was penetrating my back. My voice has no emotion and my face has no expression.

“Where are you going?” When I finished drinking the water, he asked me. He did not leave where he was standing, but he lowered his hand and returned the spoon to where it was positioned.

I shrugged because why do I still need to tell him and why he still needs to know? I did not speak. Likewise, I adjusted my shoulder bag to slide towards my elbow because of my water transfer. I turned to him, but not to eat, say goodbye, or smile at him. Not only that, but I walked past him. He was just stunned by what I was doing, so I continued, but he restrained my arm. He grabbed my hand and I quickly faced him. There was no change in my manner.

“Why are you not angry?” The hand he held went up because he lifted it. But I thought I could keep my expressionless face when he suddenly slapped my hand on his face. He was still not satisfied, and he did the same with one of my hands. But my hands are just numb, they have no strength. Even though he alternately slapped it on his face and chest.

“I would rather feel your resentment than act like you don't care what you hear. You can hurt me everywhere you want. Every time you want. Just please, don't act like this.” Because of what he said, I was already staring him in the eyes. Even I, don't want to feel them. I also wanted to be angry with him, but the bitterness and pain he created were more predominant. It was as if he had pushed me into the abyss.

I removed his hand that was holding me. Take a deep breath and hold back my tears. He watched as I removed his hand from me. Even just touching our skins to each other was one of burnout to me. I want to pull the wrath he says in the depths of my heart but where? In the end, I just said the words I think he would believe faster.

“Can my resentment at you bring back what happened to my parents? You can give me back the money and jewelry I lost, but not the life you stole from them.” I immediately turned around. He did not look back. That's where my tears flowed. If I hadn’t known him I might have pulled out the anger he was saying, but after he made me feel the thing I thought was gone, I knew nothing. I don't understand anything anymore. It was as if my brain had exploded and the only thing I could do was let everything flow — the circumstances.

Until now, Mark and Raymond have not been here, so no one will take me. So, I just decided to find a taxi and take me to the place I was going to. The fee is a bit heavy in my pocket because it's far away, and I'm sure I'll have a big bill when I go there. I should have just told Cole to pick me up here.

I was about to walk to where the taxis were passing when a car pulled up in front of me. When the driver lowered the window, my eyes widened that it was Cole. How did he find me here?! I quickly turned back to Adonis ’mansion and saw him at the top of the room, he was peeking at me. I could barely swallow when I turned to Cole again.

“Hop in now. Looks like we have a lot to talk about.”