Chapter 23: Chapter 23

"Where did Blake get the thickness of his face and was he even able to talk to you?" Jade answered from the other line.

"True, the thickness of his face after leaving without saying goodbye?" Finley said.

We have a video call at our group chat today and I'm talking to the three of them. Jade, Finley and Denis.

"Don't you say you've been vulnerable to him?" Denis asked that making me laugh.

"No, I've already moved on," I replied and lay down.

"Just make sure, or maybe someone else is making you happy? So that's how comfortable your face is?" Intrigue of my cousin Denis, who is still fueled by the two.

"So, who is the man with you in the painting? I saw it in your story." I even shut my mouth at Finley's question. Even when this woman is really intriguing.

"A friend?" I laughed at the same time.

"Friend? Then he gave you a locket? Nice best friend," she teased back.

"What's wrong with that? A friendship locket," I added with a wide smile, while biting the nail on my thumb.

"Don't us, Quinn. You were like that when you were in love with Blake." The smile quickly disappeared from my lips after hearing it. This is wrong Quinn, you know that. He's not alive and he's increasingly insensitive, so in the end you're the only one to hope for. Avoid it as much as you can, Quinn!

"All right, I'm getting sleepy." I couldn't wait for what they would say. I immediately turned off the call and laid the cellphone on the bed. I even turned to lie down. I was staring at the airy ceiling, but why was Keir's face the one I could see? Weird! Even Florence can't be removed from my brain, one face, but why is it like this?

"Aarrggghhh!" I get out of bed while messing up my hair. I want to sleep, but why can't I sleep? The head hurts more. I sat down while holding the locket Keir had given me, I opened it again and looked at the picture of the two of us. Why did he even give it? Why did he do that when we were together? UGHH! My head hurts. They have already messed up my life, as well as my brain?

"Really annoying!" I explode my tongue while standing up. Aside from seeing Florence's smile like that, my cousins reminded me of what Keir had given me. My messy hair approached Keir and I's painting, to take a look at it.

As I stared at him I couldn't help but think of Florence. This is the smile he had when he was with Valeria, a different smile and a different sparkle in his eyes. If I can find Valeria again, will his smile like this return? I want to see this smile again.

I stared at it for a long time while wondering what to do. I still don't know why Keir and Florence look alike, where can I ask? Ahhh! To the Goddess of souls? But where can I find er? Haayy! Think about it again. Since I couldn't get drowsy, I decided to just go out. I was no longer able to groom myself, wearing pastel pink pajamas and messy hair I walked gently. If someone sees me as a normal person, they'll think it's a nice crazy thing to do.

I took the elevator to get to the rooftop, because Cora said that if I wanted to hang out and think, I just went there. The elevator opened and Florence opened up to me. I don't know what's going on, but I can't control my heart. I didn't give any reaction, because I was scared he will notice.

"Wine?" At once it reached. I looked at the glass he was holding, it was two and one, probably for me. I crawled my gaze towards its face without reaction. It is not rude or kind. You won't see anything, it's too blank.

"Thanks." I said sparingly and took it. A cold wind greeted me and made me close my eyes. This place is very peaceful, but sad. I even walked closer to a chair while gazing at the round moon surrounded by many stars.

"Unable to sleep?" His question now is more gently. I want to fight him now, but I don't want to ruin my night.

"Why did you know I was coming here?" I asked after a drinker swallowed the wine. I can even close my eyes to taste its somewhat bitter taste.

"I saw you earlier while I was going up, you look like a corpse that doesn't know where to go." I laughed a little at what he said, but I immediately retracted as well. I even turned to him who was sitting on one side, while turning the glass with wine and also staring at the beautiful moon.

"Thank you again." I thanked again and leaned over. A moment of silence. I'm not used to this, it's like we're waiting to see which of us will ask first. I'm more stressed here, than in the bedroom, why did I even go up here.

"You want to know who Valeria is in my life?" I was even swallowed up by nervousness, after he first spoke.

"Wine again?" His offer that I did not refuse, I inbot the glass that he in turn filled.

"Roly told me that already. So maybe you're so ugly and angry with the world, because you even let go of the woman you love." Straightforward I said. I didn't see the anger on his face.

"Have you ever tried to love?" Its question while still looking away.

"Yes, I've also experienced being hurt and left without saying goodbye." I looked down at the glass I was holding. If he asks me if I've tried to get hurt, yes. I tried to be a fool and wait for the person I didn't know would ever come back.

"But have you ever tried to doubt love? Because if you do, you can understand how I felt then." After he said this, I felt the wind heat up and I seemed to be very thirsty with the dryness of my throat.

"I loved her first and I want her to be with me forever, but every day I'm with her. I think of other people as my partner and other women I see I will love even for the rest of my life," he said from her cold voice.

"When I was studying in Manila, we always exchanged letters and that's when I knew I already knew her, but when we met, I saw another woman. She didn't seem to be the woman I loved and wanted to see." I slowly looked at him who now looked at me.

"Why did I see the smiles on your face when you were at the fountain? While happily displaying the lotus flower?" I frowned at the question. I don't understand him, how will your love be different from the person you first loved?

"She's not Valeria, she's Renna. She's Valeria's friend, then I wished she was the only woman I could talk to before. But no, Valeria and Renna are different." There seems to be something strange in my feeling. Cold but hot, even my heartbeat I could not calm down.

"You mean you loved them two?" After I asked it, he filled again a glass of wine. It is sweeter to my taste and my tongue still likes the taste of it.

"I don't know, the day Renna and I were supposed to talk because she was going to admit something, that's where they disappeared. I was ready to confess then, but I didn't. So I was angry with myself, when we were still alive I wasn't he was able to save even now. I still can't." I sneezed and took the wine again. I don't know what time it is, but it seems like it's been the perfect timing as well for serious talk. Add to that the dark skies and the cold air.

"Right now, you're my only hope, our only hope." I gulped wine again and almost looked drunk in front of him. It turns out that this drink is strong.

"I'll help you, promise. A long as you're kind to everyone, imitate Keir. You still look alike." I seem to be drunk when I speak. I won't drink again, because I feel like I'm going to fall for it.

"Who is Keir?" My eyes widened as I looked at him.

"You look like him, but he's kinder to look at and he smiles more often. This is him." I showed him the locket at once.

"There, there's Keir." I looked at the masculinity of his eyes and I was even surprised when he suddenly approached. I almost fell, fortunately there was an obstacle in my seat.

"W-where did this locket come from?" I snatched the locket from him and slapped his hand.

"Keir even gave it to me." I glared at him and pushed him away. Seriously if he touches my necklace, later he'll rip it off, we'll really fight.

"I'm going to sleep, as long as tomorrow I'll find them all." I staggered while holding my head. My headache, I haven't slept yet, I'm still drunk.

"Owww...why is the road moving?" I was amazed when Florence caught me.

"You're a bad woman. Feeling strong?" I was even surprised when he suddenly lifted me up, as if we were newlyweds.

"You know? You're handsome,but the problem you don't have a heart!" I laughed as I looked at his eyebrow, as he looked at me.

"It's a pity, Keir isn't here. Why don't you let him in here? You look nice?" I asked while parting her curly hair.

"I don't know who Keir you're talking about." There is no living answer to this.

"Do you think it's a sin to love someone you can't have?" After I asked this I felt him walk slowly.

"Haayyy! Why am I asking the heartless man? I would have wanted to ask Keir, just in case he hurt me–" I couldn't speak when he suddenly threw me on the bed. I bounced as I fell to the floor.

"Awful! Bad habit!" I'm worried about it. Seriously, my hip is already broken. When I'm crippled I beat him! Holding my hips I lay down on the bed and looked at Florence who was staring at Keir and I's painting.

"Get out of here," I commanded him as the weight of my body lay on the bed.

"Are you sure it's not me?" He asked in surprise as he pointed to the painting.

"Sure, he's kind and caring. Unlike you, he even dropped me on the bed." My complaint.

If Kier was with me, he might have even carefully laid me down on the bed.

"Get out of here, I'm going to sleep." I ignored him after I did cover up. I was so drowsy and I still had a headache. Tomorrow I will complain and fight when he drops me on the bed. I closed my eyes and let myself be swallowed up by drowsiness.