FALLEN FOR YOU

PART 18

SHIZUKO

He would gone for his 'meeting' but i cannot think it as only a meeting. Would you call it a meeting when a man and woman meet at this hour? I wouldn't. I shift position in my bed before i let out sigh. I pulled the shawl placing it on my shoulder before i stepped out from the room, making my way toward the reading room, i trace my fingertips on each of the book before it stops on one of the wood colored book. I pulled it out before blinking softly when the front cover is blank. At the corner of the book was written Tristan's name in cursive.

I assume it is his book. I flipped on the first few pages as it was all blank making me frown. Why would he let the book empty? Not until i stopped at one of the page.

27 JANUARY, 1815

I have been dying to touch her,
I have been dying to feel her skin against mine,
But i wonder if i do,
Will it burns me and kill me before bringing me back alive?

I flipped again

1 FEBRUARY, 1815

If i could tell her how beautiful her eyes is
And how i could see universe in her eyes,

I would have done it for so long
But what's holding me back? 

I couldn't take it anymore. I slid the book back in its place as i could feel my heart twitch a bit. His heart would have long been taken by someone else. Is it the woman he is meeting? I assume it is.

My heart feel strange at the poem he would write for the woman. Lucky her. “What were you doing?” the deep voice made me turned to look at the tall figure. He leaned his arm against the doorframe. The light coming from the hallway shadowed his silhouette as i pulled away from the shelf “Oh nothing, i was just looking at the books” i smiled before glancing at the book i took just now “couldn't sleep?” hebasked taking a step closer. His face is now clearer as he took a seat on the couch before he pat the seat next to him signalling me to sit there as well.

But the thought of the book of his i read just now made my heart clenched. I couldn't face him right now for whatever reason I don't know. “What's wrong?” he asked, raising his eyebrow. I kept quiet before shaking my head. I stood in my place for awhile while having my arm hugging my waist while the other one rub my arm gently “How was your date?”

Seems like he doesn't like the word date in my sentence which made me change it quickly to meeting. But still, he would stare at me as if i did a big mistake. “It will never be a date, Lady Lisle. I did not meet her to create some romantics moment instead i went to meet her to make myself clear as i am not interested in her romantically”