FALLEN FOR YOU

PART 13

TRISTAN

It would been a week since Shizuko live with me and as i thought everything would go just fine as long as i would have set some boundaries in the house. Sometimes I would find her sitting on the gazebo reading books, sometimes talking to the maid and sometimes she would just be gone without me knowing where is she. It's alright as long as she stay inside the territory. It is not like i wanted to lock her up forever in the house but i do not want to hear any false rumor going around.

I do not mind if it was me who was blamed for. But it was her that i worried. Living in this society will never be good enough for anybody's mental. They would always blame the woman for anything and all i want is to protect her. And why do i care? I do not know.

I coughed up before my hand reached for the glass of plain water before chugging it down and place it away. I would have been so sick for the past few days  but I insistwd to do my job even if Mrs Florie had told me to take a rest.

She would have been there to check up upon me and make sure i won't be dying. But my body is already burning hot. I couldn't help but to rest my head on the table for awhile before i fall deep into slumber. My head spin and spin and the last image that left my mind was the journal I'm studying about.

SHIZUKO

I stepped back into the house only to find people running around. I blinked. Confuse at the l situation before i came to approach Mrs Florie. Something tell me that something is not right. And it has something related to Tristan. My heartbeat race up as i tapped on Mrs Florie shoulder. Her face flashed me a worried gaze. And i know, it has something to do with Tristan.

She would never been more worried except for Tristan himself “Oh, thanks lord you are here!” Mrs Florie said before letting out relief sigh “The lord has been really sick. And he has a high fever. I need to get him some medicine and some of theaods are preparing for the foods for him. If you may, please watch the lord as some of us will be very busy.” she said holding my hand before she ran off to get i assume the medicine for Tristan.

I was left alone, dumbstruck and i did not know what to do rather than taking stwp into his room. It's so quiet. So peaceful as if i could hear my own heartbeat. My gaze fall on the man who's sleeping soundly on the bed. His beautiful feature caught my eyes. His chest rose and fall in rhythm as i took a sit next to the edge of his bed.

How can someone look so ethereal? I wonder. He keep making my heart race since day 1. But of course, i would not dare enough to tell him anything. Living wih him for a week has been so good. It is just that i don't interact much with him since the incident in the garden. He would turn so cold and wpuld only meet me during breakfast and dinner.