AMANDINE'S POV
Wish returned to Stafford Terrace at last and it was a relief. I had had some bad thoughts when I got back from the barber and I couldn't find her at home. Since we were back in London from the tour across New Zealand, Australia and Japan, she had done what Freddie had suggested her, not walking down the streets. It was needed till the storm would pass away. As it would inevitably sooner or later.
Wish was patient and discipline as a good soldier but I also knew she took badly being idle. She needed constantly to feel her task as spy could be carried out properly and helping Joe to marinate salmon was not one of her priorities. That confinement would have been hard for anybody, even more for someone as energetic as the American.
She came back at last and that's good news but it was clear something had happened. Her face showed an irrepressible restless and when she opened up the fridge and gulped down half liter of chilled water, I could see her hand shaking.
- Where have you been? I was worried.
- Walking down the streets of London alone was not so serious. I'm here, right? In one piece.
- There is dried blood over your eyebrow.
- I'm cleaning it up.
- You got a scratch in your chin and your neck. Oscar maybe?
- You know Oscar ignores me. The redheaded people we understand each other.
- Arlene, stop avoiding my stare, please. I know something is wrong with you.
- I need some coffee. A lot of coffee.
- Do you think it's the most sensible way to calm down your nerves?
- I'm not nervous.
- Oh, yes, you are -I took her hand with mine-. I've seen your hand shaking. Come, have a seat. Tell me everything.
- Oh, Amandine. I don't wanna talk to you about this.
- Are you starting to hide things that got to do with the mission? We promised being honest and support each other.
I thought about what I had just said and bit my lips unconsciously. I wasn't playing fair either. I was the first hiding things. How could I tell her I was clearly taking the first steps so Freddie could forget Elideth once and for all and start to know what real love was? I thought her journey to 2021 to spend her pregnancy had been a real blessing for the mission. The only mission for me. Freddie alive, but only the genuine Freddie.
I chose to hide that. I didn't want to lose what we got eventually. Our bond that had arised from that gloomy caravan in the middle of the snowy forest. It was good for the mission, it was good for my heart. Being the enemy demanded a lot of negative energy and it could take its toll in the end. Being her ally was more productive and gratifying. But, how could I get that when my ideas were radically different to hers? I knew it was about time when everything would explode between us and I didn't want that big friction would take place, that could produce an earthquake. That only meant conflicts, tensions. We couldn't leading successfully Turn back the Time in the absence of Elideth that way.
YOU ARE READING
TURN BACK THE TIME, BABE. BOOK 8. CHALLENGING THE DOORS OF TIME
FanfictieCHALLENGING THE TIME SEEMS TO BE NOT A GREAT IDEA BUT, COULD BE ANY OTHER WAY TO TRY TO SAVE FREDDIE'S LIFE WITHOUT EXPOSING YOUR OWN SKIN? DO YOU WANT TO FIND OUT HOW FAR OUR HEROINES ARE WILLING TO GO TO ACHIEVE THEIR HIGHEST GOAL?