" Tell me you don't love me, and I won't ever show you my face. Push me away so hard that I'd stumble to even look at you. " He leaned closer to my face. " Push me before I kiss you, before I cherish every inch of you. " His palm traced my waist.
I...
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TAEHYUNG'S POV
The second Miguel strolled through the door at night ,I was on him like white on rice.
"Just where the hell have you been?" I demanded, stepping squarely into his path. "Do you have any idea what you put Vesta today noon ?"
Miguel blinked at me in surprise, clearly not expecting the full-force interrogation. He opened his mouth, no doubt to feed me some half-baked excuse, but I didn't let him get a word in.
"No, save it - I don't wanna hear it," I cut him off sharply. "Your girlfriend sat at that restaurant for hours all dolled up, waiting like a fool while you ghosted on your plans."
A muscle ticked in Miguel's jaw, but he stayed quiet as I unleashed the full fury that had been simmering inside me since noon.
"She twisted her ankle badly, probably needs medical treatment now after taking a nasty spill, all because you couldn't be bothered to answer your damn phone or let her know what was going on."
I shook my head in utter disbelief, feeling that hot protectiveness flared up all over again. Replaying every anguished but admirably composed moment of Vesta's ordeal while she suffered in silence.
"Do you have any idea how humiliated and hurt she felt?" My voice had dropped to a low, seething rumble. "Just left hanging high and dry by the one person who's supposed to cherish her most?"
Finally, Miguel seemed to find his voice - though the sheepish words came out gruff and mumbled. "Tae, I know I fucked up so bad. But how come you came across her tonight?"
" I was at the same restaurant where you had planned your date , to meet my sister, Sophie. Thankfully and luckily atleast someone helped her. " I sighed out a frustration.
" God. I didn't know so much would happen. "He uttered.
I couldn't stop the scathing interruption, throwing my hands up. "That's the understatement of the century."
Running a hand through my hair, I struggled to gather my righteous thoughts into some kind of coherent message. Miguel opened his mouth again, but I silenced him with a lethal stare.
"Vesta is one of the kindest, most generous souls I've ever met in my life," I stated with the final. "She puts her whole heart into everything she does - going above and beyond in ways most people wouldn't dream of. All for what? To be let down ? Miguel, I know you love her so much. But from the past one month, I've seen you ditching your plans and dates. Half of the time you aren't at home, even if you don't have any office work. Where are you so busy and indulged that you almost have forgotten about your relationship? "
A heavy silence fell between us as those words reverberated. Miguel's expression had morphed into one of obvious chagrin.
But I still wasn't done unloading every ounce of disappointment and anger.
