Look At Me (Completed)

CHAPTER 22: Can you be mine for awhile?

GUILA'S POV

We had our breakfast in separate tables. I hate this but as what I've said, this is the right thing to do. It's so obvious that he's pissed but I am trying my best to ignore him.

There was awkward silence inside the car until we reach the expo area. The usual thing happened, I introduced him and he presented. While I am busy chatting with the other executives in Turkey, Mark suddenly tapped my shoulder. I was shocked of course. This is the first time in the day that he approached me.

"Yilmas wants to invite us and see Goreme," he informed me but without looking into my eyes.

"Please, I'll be so sad if you'll decline," Yilmas begged. He's the chairman of our partner company in Turkey and it's embarrassing if we'll not accept his offer so I nodded yes.

"Let's go to the balloon," he smiled.

"Balloon?" I asked confused.

"You'll surely love the view. Come on," he turned his back and we followed him.

"What balloon?" I mouthed at Mark.

He just shrugged his shoulders.

We rode a car and after more than half an hour ride, we arrived at Cappadocia.

"We're going to ride a hot air balloon!" Yilmas excitedly said.

Oh my golly, I am afraid of heights!

We're now standing in front of this big balloon.

"You know what, I am feeling dizzy so I think it's better for me to not join you guys?" I said nervously.

"You don't need to feel scared, we have professionals with us. Come on, hop on!" Yilmas said as he taps the balloon's basket. "I can help you," he offered.

Mark widen his eyes and he broke his silence saying, "No. I mean, you're a chairman and you deserve not to carry heavy loads. I'll carry her."

"Oh thank you for the concern but it's okay for me to be a slave sometimes," Yilmas insisted.

"Guys, I don't need your help ok?" I said. I climbed in the basket but because of my shaking knees, I was outbalanced and Mark immediately rescued me. My tummy was close to slam on the basket's handle, my gosh, my baby. Mark then safely released me and I fix myself and rubbed my tummy. "I am sorry my baby," I mutter inside my mind.

They climbed in and now we're going up in the air.

"Are you okay?" Yilmas asked me.

"I am. I am just afraid of heights."

He then moved closer to me and suddenly, Mark Louis forcibly coughs.

"So why are you so desperate to make us ride here?" Mark asked forgetting about the right manners.

"You see, I am also holding a travel agency and inviting the two of you here will have a great impact on our tourism promotion."

"So you're using us?" Mark pulled me to his side.

"Oh I don't mean to use you but I just would like you to see the beauty of Cappadocia," Yilmas defended.

These two will have a war so I jumped in, "It's really beautiful," I forced a smile.

Yilmas smiled back.

Mark Louis then scooped my waist.

"What are you doing?" I muttered.

"I am just trying to protect you," he mumbled.

"This is such a romantic place, right? Especially for lovers," Yilmas said while he views the amazing sight. Thank goodness he ignored us.

I removed Mark's hands and agreed to Yilmas.

"My wife, we used to date here and I made a promise to her that, not only us would be able to experience this majestic view so I put up a travel agency. We love traveling and it's just so sad that she wasn't able to witness that I fulfilled my promise," he became sadden.

"Why? Where is she right now?" Mark asked.

"She died a year ago. I was just a bullsh*t. When she was alive, I had a lot of time and money to fulfill my promise and still I was so self-centered. I realized that, while you still have your loved one beside you, don't ever make her wait. As long as you're with her, don't get tired of making her happy."

"Why are you telling this to us?" Mark questioned.

"I don't know, maybe I just want to share and lessen the heavy load inside me."

"So you haven't moved on?" I asked.

"Obviously I haven't, you know what? The hardest part about moving on is that I am realizing so many regrets. I have a lot of what ifs but I can't do anything about it because time already passed. Tsk. So if you love someone, fight for that someone, try to figure out the things that can't make you feel regretful."

I looked at Mark and he looked back at me. I looked away and think, is this really what I want? To make him hate me? Because now, I already feel regrets and it pains me so bad.

After Turkey, we went to China and then Japan. After that we flew to India and now we're in the Philippines.

Just one day more and our business tour will officially end. We spent our Asia travel without talking much to each other and it is so hard. It makes me feel so suffocated because I am terribly keeping what I truly feel. I need fresh air and fortunately, one of the company executives, Brad, offered us a one day, one night stay in an island called Amanpulo.

After our presentation, we rode on a private jet and now we landed on this beautiful blue island. It feels like, we're the only people here because it is so serene. The sand is so fine and the air is so clean. I love this. I ran to the beach and smelled its breeze... oh men, I need this... and...

I need him. I miss him. I want to hug him, kiss him and make love to him but... why are the things so complicated?

My heart pounded when I heard his voice floating in the air, "Can we just be real now? Let's just end this tour with being true to ourselves. Just one day and one night, can you be mine for awhile?"