More Than Love

Questions and Farewells

Engfa POV:

Weeks had passed since we went to the private island and at least once a day it feels I've been asked about what happened at the island. Whether from Charlotte, fans, interviewers, friends and family.

But I wouldn't dare to say anything to anyone about what occurred not even Charlotte herself.

Part of it is to protect Charlotte and maintain our privacy, but another part of it is that I want to be selfish and keep what happened only in my heart alone. Sometimes having something just for yourself, whether it's something to physically possess, emotionally posses or mentally possess, no matter what form it comes in, it makes it feel more special. A lot of things between us get displayed to the world to see already, so when I can keep something to myself I want to grab onto that opportunity. Who knows if I ever will experience that side of Charlotte again, therefore I want to treasure it.

But one thing I can admit is that having the attention of Charlotte Austin is addicting. It's like a drug. Even in the small things she does it can be addicting. I sometimes worry that my infatuation is turning into stronger emotions and it scares me. I wouldn't dare admit it to anyone else but it's almost like the universe heard everything I liked and put it into this woman. A woman who is young and has never been with another woman before which is the downside of it all. Some part of me craves her but another part of me wants her to get life experience first. But, I'm weak and resisting temptation hasn't always been my strong suit. I still commend myself for my restraint... my respect outweighed my desire. It was like dangling your most desired thing in front of you but you aren't allowed to get it because it'll break if you touch it.

Plus, I never want her to feel unsafe with me. But I did warn her that if I get drunk then it's a different story... I just didn't know the same thing applied to her as well.

"Nong Sao, are you even listening to me?" Plaifa said sitting from across me.

"My thoughts were a lot more interesting." I said as I watched her roll her eyes at me.

"Oh shut up, you can fantasize about whatever freaky stuff you and Charlotte did another time. Right now you need to go over your list for Miss Grand International. I want you to do your best. I want you to go as far as you can because I believe in you."

I sigh and stretch my arms above my head. "Phi, don't worry, you know I put my all into everything I do. I will be focused on winning this pageant. It's going to be a lot harder because the best of the best from each country is going to be there but I will not let Thailand be inferior. I've already studied a lot of the other candidates and started thinking of ways to stand out from the group. I won't let you down na."

My sister looked at me and her eyes showed the pride she felt. "I know you will
Nong. You've always been a fighter. You're the best person I know. I love you." She said leaning over the table.

I immediately balled my face up in disgust and smacked her incoming lips away from me.

"Ouch! What the hell Engfa. Why can't you ever accept love from me without having to make faces and/or hitting me." She said sitting back down in her seat scolding me.

"Your lips aren't the ones I want on me!"

"You know what?" She said and a mischievous glint spread in her eyes. I knew that look and I immediately tried to scoot the seat back away from the table so that I can scramble away but she was too fast and she made it around the table as soon as I took one step ready to run away.

"Gotcha!" She yelled as I squealed and fell to the floor. She took the opportunity to sit on top of me as she grabbed my face and started kissing me all over it.