We were sitting on the outside patio of a coffee shop in silence until the waiter came and served our coffee. The sun was sinking slowly in the sky giving the buildings a soft orangish hue.
" How long you two have been together?" Brielle asked and there it was—a swift glimpse of jealousy and pain in her eyes that she quickly stifles with a blink as she held the coffee cup.
My mind was suddenly paralyzed. What on earth I am going to reply to her. I have no idea, how much lie Richard has told her about us.
" Uh...few months,". I tried to play safe and immediately glanced down at my cup. I am really a bad liar, I don't want her to caught me lying.
Suddenly, my phone buzzed with a new text message notification. I opened my messages, pressed Richard's name, and read- I have made a dinner reservation for us At 9. don't be late. I couldn't help but smile to myself. Keeping the mobile aside I glanced back at Brielle and smiled a little.
" Did he e...ever talk about me?" pain broke through her voice. My heart sank looking at her. And for a minute, I thought she was going to cry.
" Yes," I lied and her grey eyes immediately lit up with hope.
"He does?" she couldn't believe what I said.
I nodded. " In fact, he talks a lot about you...sometimes I feel like he is still in love with you, and he only came into a relationship with me because he is mad at you or trying to forget you" I tried to sound disappointed so that it would sound genuine.
" What!" she gasped in surprise.
" You are joking...right?"
I shook my head sadly, "why would I say something about my boyfriend until I am sure," I said stroking the rim of my cup.
" I can't believe this" her tone was surprising but with the tinge of happiness. "But Doesn't it hurt you that he still has a feeling for me," she looked at me with sympathy in her eyes.
"Yes, very much...But I can't do anything about it. If you two love each other I am happy to go away but first I just want to make sure you still love him"
" Yes, of course, I love him, I love him so much. He is the only reason why I flew down to London,"
I put on a small smile but deep down her words were piercing my heart.
" Brielle I know you are a nice girl and you made a mistake... And I don't judge people on their worst mistakes. I just want you to promise me that you will not do anything in the future to hurt Richard, Because I really like him, and I can't see him in pain...ever. So promise me you will love him like he deserves," I tried to conceal my warning tone.
" I promise you, I won't do anything to hurt him," she said almost jumping out of her chair with a new shine in her eyes.
" Just give him some time to forgive you,"
" I am happy to give him all the time he needs But whenever I tried to talk to him he runs away...I don't know how can I make him forgive me," she ranted. "Maybe you should talk to him," she suggested brightly.
"Me?" I blink in surprise. I was like if he gets the slightest of a clue what I am doing here. He is gonna kill me.
" I am sorry, but I am not much of a help here... You have to figure it out on your own. Try to find some alone time with him,"
" Alone time, My ass," she scoffed rejecting my idea. " He is so mad at me that he doesn't even like to see my face,".
I sighed summoning up my courage. I can't believe what I am going to say, " We have a dinner reservation at the hotel's restaurant at 9.pm. So You go instead of me," I said with my heavy heart. At that moment I felt like I was giving up my favorite thing.
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My Fantasy Became True
FantasySomya a young girl from India, who is sassy, carefree, funny, shy, outspoken, and perplexed and...who is a huge fan of Prince Harry, who moves from India to London to do her dream job. Prince Harry- the heir of the most famous royal family in the wo...