Tell Me What You Feel (On Hold; Editing)

Chapter 4: Treasuring This Moment

Hey! I’m really, really sorry for the very long wait. I haven’t had enough time to write about the story.

I’m still trying to catch up for the semester and I’m nearly failing my subjects so I decided to take a break in writing the story for a little while to study.

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Recap… (Zech’s POV)

A few minutes passed, she didn’t move so I assumed she’s sleeping. I look down at her to confirm and yep, she is sleeping.

I shifted, holding her head in my hands to position myself out of the couch gently letting her lie down. She squirmed lightly trying to find a comfortable position.

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Chapter 4: Treasuring This Moment

When she stayed quiet, I stopped, kneeling down beside her and staring at her for a few moments. Looking at her pale complexion and observing her wavy hair with soft curls. It’s seems like she’s somewhere in the dreamlands by the way she sleep so quietly you can almost hear nothing.

An abrupt noise from the stairs broke my contemplation, making my head snap to the staircase only to find Christy and Dianne stomping down the stairs towards the kitchen. I glanced at Trish worried that she will be awake.

When I was about to scold them for making noises, the maid guiding the two, made a ‘shhh’ sound, then pointing to Christy’s sister who was lying on the couch silently squirming.

Understanding came across their faces when their gaze landed on Trish. Then they both made an “Oh” sound making me turn back to them and placing my pointer finger on my lips signalling them to stay quiet. They simply nodded and tip toed towards the kitchen quietly which I found funny because Dianne is clutching on the hem of the maid’s uniform shirt making it crumpled and Christy is holding the back shirt of Dianne.

Chuckling softly to myself, made sure Trish is comfortable with her position before I heading to the kitchen where Christy and Dianne are eating lasagna on the Kitchen counter.

“Why are you eating?” I asked them silently.

“We’re hungry!” Christy grumbled, almost munching her food making her cheeks puff out as it is full of the food’s contents.

I chuckled softly and went to the fridge to grab some milk, pouring a small amount to my mug then turned to their maid who was standing between Christy and Dianne as they continued to eat.

“Are their beds ready?” I asked her nicely.

“Yes and Dianne’s clothes are already placed on one of the drawers” she replied politely.

“Good, after they finished eating make sure to brush their teeth and head them off to bed.” I directed pointing at the two.

“Will do, sir” she answered nodding slowly while keeping an eye at the Christy and Dianne.

After I finished drinking, I grab Trish’s tumbler and filled it with milk before going back to the living room.

I found her still lying on the couch half asleep as her eyelids are fluttering. I went quietly beside her to check if she’s awake already. I put her tumbler on the table and my eyes caught the time. It was only pass 9:00. Wow! It’s been 2 hours already since Gem left.