THE LOVE I CANNOT HOLD

1- Capturing My Taken Heart

My girlfriend works in the WEST PACIFIC INTERNATIONAL as an Elementary teacher. She graduated on the said school and was hired right after passing an international licensed exam for global teachers. We were neighbors then and we went to the same high school long before. I had an eye on her all these years. She's fun and outgoing. She's quite the simple woman. Her sparkling brown eyes, chiseled nose, and rosy lips without any tint of make up, makes her gorgeous in my eyes. I fell in love with her right on.

Since we were together, I became her personal driver as well. I drove her to and from school. That's our daily routine.
There are perks of being an international licensed teacher. Once in a while, they are evaluated and assessed.
It's one of my job as his man to provide her all the help she needs in conquering that moment and that moment happens to be now. She asked me to help her in decorating her classroom which I'm good at since I'm an artist.
As I get inside the campus that appears to be a continent, I totally got lost. A woman who happened to wear the same uniform as her, rushed by. She had a long and curly brown hair. She's a goddess. While she was scanning her ID to mark her present for the day's job, I asked her something totally obvious.

"Do you work here?"

She looks at me with the eye of a Philosopher. Her stare and smile both captured my taken heart.

"Like obviously?" was her answer. Her voice matched her goddess figure. It was deep and soothing. I conspired a laugh.

It was then I realized that I'm lost for words.

"I'm sorry. Ahm. Do you by chance work with Rische Jordan?"

She stiffled a laugh. Heaven. Im forgetting my goal here.

"Just how serious are you? Yes. Our respective rooms are just meters away. You're a funny big guy. Say, do you have a habit of saying sorry to strangers?"

"You're quite the talkative. "

"Well it goes with my job. Closing my mouth won't help children learn the facts of life. You seem to be like Rische. All hype yet serious. Are you her brother? You look like her."

"Ahm no. Her human tool, that's me"

She laughed hard. What's with her laugh? It's contagious.

"Oh my. So you're the rumored guy who swept her off her feet. Nice to meet you Fjord Murphy! I'm Selena Martin." She offered her hand.

"My pleasure to meet you Selena."

"By the way we're here. That one is her room and mine is there. We're neighbors. I probably should head off. I forgot to sign some papers for the evaluation. Bye!"

The last thing I saw after she turned her back was a lonely face.

"Fjord! You're here?"

"Not a ghost baby."

She showed her signature smile.

"It's odd. You made a joke after a decade! So you met Sena. Her presence is viral."

"Sena? John Sena?" I tried to joke.

"Selena Martin, you silly. She's my first friend here. I was thinking of introducing you to her. She's amazing"

"No need to go on details babe. Shall we?"

And off we work our day. I did not see Selena today. Probably, the busy day got her too. Is wanting to see her a sin?