A very fine evening, Katarina asked to hang out at the restaurants; she recently discovered that, on several occasions, they served different kinds of buffets from every continent and a variety of authentic dishes that they served. Katarina finds it very interesting that they served as such quietly intrigued.
The excitement she felt knowing she's free; she becomes more appreciative in every ways and every detail of her surroundings; her mind is not being occupied with her ex-husband anymore.
The restaurant is located on the ground floor. Everyone can sees it it's few meters away from it's hotel lobby. Noticing Katarina's eyes came radiant as before, Olivine was deeply happy seeing those sad eyes turn into a happy one.
A few people were hanging around, chilling and enjoying the ambiance of the place with music in the background. Olivine had a VIP reservation, knowing people would recognize her. Hiding herself not to create a scene in the place.
A mini bar with few people gathered an acoustic band on the side. Olivine took a glance at the band as they entered the reservation area.
"excuse me, Miss Ferguson," the staff approaches them. Olivine looked at her.
"Here's your master key card that you requested," the hotel staff gave her the card Olivine held.
"And kindly sign it here," she said, pointing on the mini-screen she's given.
"Please enjoy your stay; thank you," she said politely and slightly tilted her head down and left afterwards.
"What is that?" Katarina watched her across the table, looking at what was in her hand.
As both of them were waiting their food for dinner.
"I asked for a vacant room for me to stay here for a couple of days," she replied, sliding the card on her trousers pocket.
"Your on the twentieth floor, and I'm at fifteen below you," she added, smiling.
"Why didn't you just come and stay in my room instead?" Katarina almost protested at her placing her fork on her plate.
"It's your place anyway," she added. Olivine smiled at her, finding it cute watching her. As the food they ordered arrived.
"I wanted to take care of you; since you told me the other day, you still endured the pain on the wound and your mother is busy," she discussed.
"And you got a little dry blood on your shirt without noticing it; I just wanted to be helpful with Felicia; she had a lot to do," she continues.
"I was actually fine; my medications are working, but days and weeks pass by; I stopped taking those, and I only follow the prescription," she said, sipping her water.
"I don't want to overdosing myself and become dependent on painkillers. I only had a little now, and it starts to feel pain on it," she said. She starts picking up a tiny piece of food using the fork.
"Prescriptions get you heavily drugged, and when they flush out from your system, that starts your body doing the healing work," Olivine said, making opinions and having a proper conversation while Katarina was listening to her.
A notification sound breaks their discussion, stopping the moment Olivine is compelled to check quickly what's on her phone. Katarina sees how Olivine gets irritated by it after she reads. Since her sister is not around these days.
"Whats the matter?" she asked, looking at Olivines, placing the fork on her plate.
"Ofey," Olivine replied, the frustration registered on her face, trying not to be too obvious by looking away.
Placing her phone upsidedown near the edge side of the table. It slips and falls down on the floor right away. She was blown away with the message, and Olivine quickly picked up her phone. Checking the screen had a crack on it; everyone noticed the noise gained attention watching them.
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Let it Rain | Olivine | Book2 | WLW
Short Story[COMPLETED] [women-loving-women] WLW What is love,when she's already committed? Olivine is grieving of a loss of her beloved wife, since that day she couldn't feel any emotions any attachments left we're all gone the trauma of being alone. Struggle...
