A few days have passed since I last heard from Amari. There were no messages, calls, or even something that will let me know that she was doing alright. I gave up trying to text her and even had the courage to call her a few times but none of the calls got through to her and I decided to stop. But I'm starting to realize that I don't know how I feel anymore. Is it possible that I am really in love with her or is it just fixation? My heart keeps telling me that it's probably something deeper, but my head insists that it's only lust. And yet there was a part of me that couldn't believe that it was just a desire. Maybe it will pass eventually.
I spent most of my time with my head buried inside a book or on my phone. And I haven't really talked to Vincent much, either. He tried to give me some space but I could tell that he was very concerned about me. I started to notice that the lavender flowers I bought from Amari's shop were beginning to wilt. So I decided to plant them without her because if I keep waiting for her they will just die in vain. I began taking care of them and it helped me to ease my worries for a while, I don't have that many flowers in my garden since I don't know how to properly take care of them so usually, I stick with what my aunt taught me when I was younger and just take care of vegetables and some herbs. But is there really any difference? I wish Amari could teach me everything she knows about flowers, I'm happy that I've met someone that loves plants as much as I do. I just want to see her again.
This evening I decided to take a bath with a little music playing softly in the background and some candles placed everywhere around the tub making me relax. This was a relaxing way to clear my head, especially after being overwhelmed with everything going on lately. My body slowly sank into the warm bathtub water while my eyes started to close due to exhaustion. As my thoughts started to fade away, I felt myself drifting off to sleep.
All of a sudden, a heard a knock on the door and it seemed like it was coming from a front door. I instantly sat up in the tub and opened my eyes wide at the unexpected sound. I quickly dried myself off and then walked towards the door with the towel wrapped tightly around my body.
I checked outside the window and noticed that it was quite dark outside. Who could possibly be visiting me at this hour?I swear to God if it's Vincent I'm going to kill him for ruining my peaceful evening.
I unlocked the door and opened it cautiously. What I saw was definitely not Vincent.- "Amari?"
I blinked a couple of times confused at the sight of her standing right in front of me. Why is she here?
She was holding a bouquet of tulip flowers in her hands and she was smiling brightly. She was wearing a cute light red dress with lace patterns around the hem and on the sleeves and neckline. Her hair was loose and flowing around her shoulders, and I could already feel myself melting at her beauty.
- "Grace... I think I owe you an explanation, don't I?"
Her words surprised me and she seemed hesitant to continue speaking. I took a step forward and invited her inside the house. Although my mind kept screaming "What is she doing here?", my heart was beating rapidly in my chest as my thoughts ran wild.
- "Come in..."
I replied and closed the door behind us as she entered the room. She handed me the bouquet and I took it from her. Then she looked around and sighed. I followed her gaze and realized that she must have come straight from work. It wasn't until now that I noticed the bags under her beautiful brown eyes and the lack of energy that she had. Her skin was more worn and she seemed tired.
- "I hope I'm not disturbing you... But I feel extremely guilty because I didn't come when I said I would... And I lost my phone so I couldn't contact you... You deserve to know why."
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Grace and Amari | (GxG) | Lesbian
RomanceGrace has been in the countryside for a few years already and has been really enjoying her alone days taking care of her garden, as one day she meets a woman with whom she falls in love at the first sight.