You? AGAIN!

CHAPTER 7

ZOEY'S P.O.V

"Christopher Grey, do you take Haley Spencer as your wife?"

"I do."

"Haley Spencer do you accept Christopher Gray as your husband?"

"I do."

My eyes fluttered opened.. I realized it was only a stupid dream.. I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts, that's when I realized that I’m having a severe headache.. It felt as if someone is banging my head with a rock..

As I came to my proper senses after a few moments, I realized that I was not in my bed.. The room was big, the walls were cream colored and the furniture and curtains were also in similar shades.. The room had big painting framed all over.. My eyes landed on one particular painting.. It looked familiar.. I slowly got up and crept towards the painting.. It was a picture of a couple standing in middle of the rain, holding each other's hands, looking into each others eyes.. Underneath in paper was written in my handwriting "Zopher!."

That is when. Realization dawned upon me.. It was the same painting that I had gifted Christopher before leaving California.. So he still had it.. I wonder why? Waaaitt Does this mean I am at his place?

As I was staring at the painting I heard someone clearing his throat... I turned around and froze on my spot. Christopher was standing there with water and medicines on a tray..

His dark chocolate eyes never left mine, slowly he walked closer.. He gave me Advil and water.. We stood there for what seemed like forever gazing into each other's eyes.. I was completely frozen at my spot..

Then finally he broke the awkward silence..

"Come downstairs after you are done for breakfast."

I simply nodded

Even after that we were still looking into each others eyes..

Then he spoke again.

"Take that medicine now will you?" His tone full of disgust..

I seemed to quickly obey.. I put the capsule into my mouth and took a large gulp of water swallowing it.. I decided not to look at his direction again. What if he froze me to my spots again? Shit! I hate to admit but he still has that effect on me.. Jerk!

"I will be downstairs.." I told him with a smile though I wasn't looking at his direction..

When I turned around I found him gone already.. Shit! That was so awkward.. For once I thought I should rather run away and not go down but then who am I kidding? I told him I'll be downstairs.. And besides he knows well whatever we had was gone the day he left me without letting me explain my point..

Stupid!

Idiot!

Asshole!

I quickly went to the washroom brushed my teeth, washed my face, put my hair up in a ponytail and decided I would be brave and face whatever that was coming.. I just needed energy.. For that I quickly took my phone out, popped my headphones in and started listening to 'baby blue eyes' by A Rocket to the Moon.. It is one hell of a song.. As soon as the song started, I started to relax..

After listening to the song twice I decided it is time go down...

I grabbed my purse and my cell phone which were kept on the side table..

I slowly went out, climbed down the stairs.. The house looked much better today, it was clean and the bar which I had seen previously wasn't there anymore.. I found my way towards the kitchen and peeked inside to find a maid setting up the table..