The Beauty of Love

Chapter 3

While talking to him, I knew he could sense that something was bothering me. That I was keeping something to myself. I didn't have the strength to confront him about his lie.

He was worried about my silence and kept asking me what was wrong. I didn't speak much. I was only responding when he asked something because I was feeling weak. But still, he patiently talked to me even though I barely answered.

Then, the call ended eventually.

All day, my mind was wondering about his lie and what could be his reason. I know I shouldn't let it bother me too much. Maybe for someone else, it might seem small but to me, it wasn't.

And I know my feelings regarding it is valid.

When night came, he bombarded my phone with messages. I looked at each one and found him apologizing. He was sorry he didn't know I was at their house. His sister probably told him about that information when he got home.

I sighed while reading his texts, still feeling the pain in my chest. I closed my phone and didn't reply to him. I don't want to speak to him right now. I just want to rest and sleep already. Maybe tomorrow, I can.

For dinner, I was too lazy to cook so I just ordered something from Grab. I didn't have an appetite, but I tried to eat a little because mommy FaceTimed me and watched me eat. If I didn't eat, she would get mad at me.

Good thing she called me. It made me feel better by just talking to her. She is well aware that I am sad. I'm sure she saw it on my face and because she is a super mom, she kept telling me sweet things. She wanted me to feel better and it did make me feel better.

I am lucky to have a mom like her. It's a great advantage having a psychiatrist mom. She understands your emotions and why you're feeling that way. She is aware and doesn't make you feel bad about whatever you are feeling. Instead, she makes you feel better in the best way she can.

Later that night, Andrei started calling me again. I didn't pick up. When I looked at my phone, I saw that I already had 16 missed calls from him. Although it hurts to ignore him, I tried to stop myself from answering because I'm afraid I might say something hurtful towards him.

I was already lying in bed when someone started knocking on my door. It almost made me jump. I was startled.

I took off my blanket and sat up. In the back of my mind, I have an idea who it was. I couldn't think of anyone else who would come to my place at this hour.

At first, I was hesitant to walk and open the door. I knew it was Andrei behind it. I could sense it. So, I took my phone and saw him calling me. Guilt started flowing through my system.

Maybe he has his reasons? I thought.

I opened his new messages to me.

From: my lovebug
i'm outside

i know you're mad at me

but please allow me to explain

we need to talk

My lips twisted a bit. I'm feeling really guilty now. Am I being cruel to him?

He sent me another messages.

From: my lovebug
i'm begging you

please just hear me out

He stopped knocking now. I know he's now waiting for me to open the door. I exhaled deeply. And when I can't take it any longer anymore, I stood up and made the decision to finally open the door.

While I was slowly walking towards the door, I received another messages from him.

From: my lovebug
we can't fix the problem if you won't talk to me