Don Ferna (BWWM)

38.

ENIOLA

She was more than relieved that Alvaro and Tobias had settled their differences. She even tried to hide her surprised when she found out what caused the conflict.

Alvaro? Taking care of a child?

She couldn't believe he was willing to take over responsibility over another living being. In the short time that she had known the man, he did not seem to be one to do so.

She had noticed how Alvaro sulked when Tobias always looked at him like he was about to throw a knife at him and how much happier they both had been since they resolved their issues.

They were a cute duo.

Eniola changed into her pajamas (one of Tobias's many shirts) and left the closet.

She met Tobias leaning over the balcony, deep in thought with a half full wine glass. He barely paid attention to the slushing pale yellow liquid as he stirred the glass in his hand. What was he thinking about?

He had told her about Gustavo and the recent developments but said nothing about his plans and with what she saw, it seemed like it was bothering him.

She watched as the man tugged at his hair before brushing it off his forehead then taking a sip from his cup. If she was doing that kind of thinking, she'd opt for whiskey.

The whites in the hair were fading and he was beginning to have very curly hair with ashy tips. She was sure that if she pulled at it, it would go far below his ears where it seemed to stop.

The fingers on his free hand tapped on the polished railings due to habit.

She watched as they flexed, retracted and went back to his baby hairs then to the ones hovering over his left ear.

He would need to get a haircut soon.

Eniola wondered which he would get.

Tobias finally realized her presence as he gestured at her to come closer to him with a small smile and she wasted no time in abiding.

However, she knew that the smile was fake.

"Hello." She said quietly as she joined him. Her shoulders grazed his upper arm, reminding her that she was painfully short.

"Hello." He smiled back to her, looking back at the wide space below them.

It was a beautiful scenery.

The small warm lights lit up the paths and fountain. Bigger lamps shedded light on the cars and two silhouettes—

"Is that?" She watched as Alvaro hopped off the boot of his new car just as Clara reached him.

Clara punched Alvaro in a not so playful manner as she stomped to the passenger's seat, helping herself into the car and Alvaro threw his head back in laughter before joining her.

They stalled a bit before driving away. Luckily, the extravagant view from the balcony allowed them see as the gates slid open for the two mischievous people.

"Alvaro and Clara? They've been doing that for the past week." Tobias answered with a small smile.

The smile had hardly left his face all day.

"I just hope Varo isn't causing trouble." He added and she hummed in reply. If they did, they could always get out.

"Are you alright?" She asked, changing the topic. His beautiful brows curved in confusion before he answered.

"I am. Why?" She simply shrugged at his question. His smiles and the soft ways he handled her was a bit concerning.

The last time he had been that way, he was keeping an awful lot from her.