6 weeks later...I've finally recovered from the injuries. Thankfully Kane stayed about two weeks into my recovery. I still have headaches here and there but not as bad as the first 3 weeks. He went back to deal with a few things which he did not go into detail about. I was a little curious to know what he was doing but I brushed it off and decided it simply just was not my business.
It still feels a little weird being alone after being cared for by Kane. For the last two weeks, he hasn't contacted me nor have I seen him around. I felt a little worried but again, I brush it off. It's simply just not my business. My family have also stopped by and checked on me and it warmed my heart. I love them with every ounce of my being.
I have decided I will be moving again and this time I wanted somewhere more public. I haven't seen any yet but that's what today is for. I have two apartment viewings in the afternoon. One apartment is in a nice area , close by to a beach , and many buildings and it occurred to me just how much I miss working. Though working for people is not exactly what I want for myself anymore , it's just having fun co-workers and enjoying their company. The coffee in the mornings , the commute to and from work and hearing all of the busy humans living their own individual lives either own individual stories , struggles and more.
I appreciate the quiet sometimes but it gets lonely. When I feel lonely I make my way to church and I talk to God. I've never been the religious type but after the things that I have done I only want to do right by God. I ask for forgiveness every day. What I did eats at me every day that I am live and breath. I find myself shedding tears in the shower while I let the water run over my hair or over my face. I hope I'm forgiven.
Nonetheless , for now I have to do what I have to do and try to do the right thing.
" This right here is one of the more popular ones , it has 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms and there's at ocean view and pool downstairs" The realtor tells me as we walk up a short flight of stairs heading to the second floor.
I eyed the top floor and was in awe of how spacious yet intimate the top floor is. White walls, dark wood floors and big windows in all of the bedrooms. Each bathroom had beautiful headlights or whatever they call them around the mirrors. It was so beautiful.
" Do you have kids?" The man asks me.
"Uh no , no kids yet" I say and crack a smile.
" Wow no baby daddy and no gremlins then" he says. He attempted to make me laugh and failed miserably. I just smile.
" I thought that would crack you up, I think that sounded way better in my head" he says and scratches the back of his head nervously. He was a handsome man. Awkward and totally not that funny but handsome.
He showed me around some more and I determined that this place was not that interesting to me. So he took me to the next one.
" Just let me know what you think before the week ends, is there a favourite so far?" He asks while he crosses out a few things in folder.
" Yeah i really like the second one because of the space and the dark interior followed by the marble kitchen island and the natural lighting" I answer.
" Yeah I know right , even I would like this place myself. I have a thing for dark interior and natural sunlight. Not to mention the view of the city from your bedroom and the living room area!" He says excitedly.
" it's so beautiful , I already have ideas on how I would decorate this place" I look around at the ceilings and the stairs , I looked at the living room area and pictured a large sectional white couch and lots of plants and flowers.
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In A Heartbeat
Ficción GeneralEverything is not what it seems. Take caution and move swiftly. Before you get taken down.