As I wake up, I stretch a bit and groan when I do so. I stand up from my comfortable and warm bed to go to the bathroom. I take off my clothes and step in the bathtub before laying back as I hear the sound of the water falling and feel it falling on my feet. So good.. But since I never get one opportunity to just lay down and relax, I got startled by my phone. I sigh and start to clean myself and my hair fast. As I finish, I stand up, wrap my body around a towel, and grab my phone.
It was a text from my boss, saying 'My men are saying that the detective is at a bar. Put on a disguise so he doesn't realize it is you.' I sigh and immediately start to dry my hair and put it on a different hairstyle. I was a master of making disguises. My dream was to be a fashion designer. But Mama always said that people like me couldn't do such a thing. So I just accepted...
Uhm, well. I put on a light, rosette and short dress. It had 2 flowers on the bottom right and one on the top left. Along with that, I put on a fluffy fur shawl over my shoulders, it had a pearl pendant to close the shawl. As I was ready, I put on some long earrings, a ring and a collar with another pearl pendant. I quickly grab my rosette purse and leave my house. I called a taxi and gave them the address that my boss gave me.
As I got there, I looked around and occasionally took a glance at my phone, to see what he looked like. 6 '6 ft tall, messy dark brown hair, green eyes, sharp jawline, and strong. I then spotted him. My gaze got locked on him as I went straight to him and grabbed a tray with a drink to pretend I was a bartender. I put some medicine in his drink and gave it to him and quickly got behind a wall so he wouldn't see me.
I watched him start to get dizzy, so I approached him and as he passed out, I said "C-can someone help me?.. My husband is too heavy for me to carry to the car..." as I said that, two men immediately got up and helped her to put him inside a taxi. I thanked both of them. As I sat next to him, I looked into his eyes, and.. something inside of me grew.. a warm feeling grew in my chest... I felt so good that.. for a moment, I placed my hands into his hair, So soft... it just.. seemed familiar–
Just then, the taxi cut off my daydreaming "What's the location, ma'am?" he asks, the expression on his face just told me he was tired and wanted to end his shift as soon as possible. I let out a soft chuckle. "Oh, I'm sorry, leave us at the Ciocomatte Hotel."
The taxi nodded and throughout the ride, I couldn't help but think about how familiar he looked. Have I met him before?... It feels like I did. I sigh and just watch as he sleeps
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Another life.
RomanceWhy does it matter? Why does it matter if my life has always been about making my mom proud? Trying to be something she wanted me to be? I just want to not be useless, like she always called me. I want her to smile at me, even though I know I can't...