Solitaire ✔

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen

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[Rachel's POV]

I was shaken. Everything around me was blurred in visions. There were steps unable to counter. Some calculations on the steps that I took was wrong. Then I felt the weakness crawling in my genes. The shivering froze on my throat as I felt the burning sensation crushing on my heart.

Terribly disappointed, I would said.

But, nonetheless, I would be no where related with Chris. I couldn't be angry when I was the one leaving.

My knees touched the cold senseless marble floor. Tears gushed out like tap water. I bit my teeth tight, feeling the wrong and those unaccepted facts.

'They were getting married', it sounded so hard inside my mind.

"Rachel." A hand touched on my shoulder.

Raising up to search for that masculine voice, I hoped for a pinch of positive thoughts. To my surprise and disappointment, it was none other than Hilbert.

Covering my mouth as I tried to fight back the tears. Quickly, I stood up from the unacceptable actions. I watched his hand stuffed a handkerchief towards me. Observing the details, it was a small and plain blue colour one. The texture was smooth, like a silk kind.

"T-Thanks" I uttered my gratitude.

Wiping off the tears stain that had smeared my face, I gradually started moving forward. Hilbert walked. He followed behind just a few steps away from me. Like it was as if he was giving me spaces to breathe in for relief.

The silence were brought down by the congested crowd.  The shopping mall was much overwhelmed with people due to the exhibition which was held in the lobby area.

We walked for a distance till somehow sun ray had shone on us. I felt the warmth embracing my broken heart. Pieces of pain and tears of doom were rather being numbed on the positive environment.

For at least, I wasn't really alone by myself.

"You smoke?" He took out a cigarette.

I shook my head, still thankful for his offer. Seating beside on a bench, I observed him lighting the cigarette. Exhaling a breath of smoke, my eyes watched him taking a short relief right after.

"Why're you sighing?"I asked, puzzled about his actions.

"Life's too much of expectation." He smiled. Looking up at the blue sky above us, I was drawn to his theory.

"We lived almost for expectation." I reasoned out, not wanting to be left out.

He nodded, somehow agreed.

There was a comfortable side from Hilbert. It was very different set of feelings compared to Chris. For years, I had been trying hard to live for Chris. Everything was about him. I hardly had my own voice in the relationship.

But just by seating here with Hilbert, I felt me.

"Anywhere to go?" He popped the question. Knowing I woudn't be going back to that place of dread.

Shook my head as I felt hopeless. I was a popular person to find friends when I need them. In fact,  had none. If there is anywhere I could think of, that would be returning to that pathetic rented place of mine.

"How about a get-away trip?" He smiled.

My attention focused on his suggestion. A trip out of this place would be sometime I couldn't afford.

"I can't." I pushed off his ideas. It was an expensive thought to even have.

"You can if you want." He took my hand and started dragging me.

Eyes widened as I had no idea what he meant. He raised a big smile before I realised I was right inside his car. His white Mercedes drove off like thunder speed. The driver was extremely attractive today. Although he was right there standing me with through the exhibition, I didn't observe his good. 

"Where are we heading?" I questioned at the direction he was driving to.

"Your home" He pointed at the expressway which would lead to my place, "for your passport"

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[Chris's POV]

"Don't ruin this" She held my hand tight as I figured a fake smile on my face. The snapping of photos were endless by the reporters. Questions flew everywhere for our answers.

"You'll be compromising if." She lean on my shoulder while acting intimate, "you don't want Solitaire to sink"

"Grace." I cupped her face, looking deep into her pair eyes. Observing her unsettled surprise reaction, my lips went near and locked for a deep kiss. I pierced into her lips as I searched for her tongue. The moist feelings wrapped together while my hands went naughty. Crawling down to her waist as I continue to enjoy the passionate exchange right in front of the media. 

"I will love you even our love was never true." I grabbed her hand as I settled the sentence loud and clear.

"C-Chris... you.." Her eyes widened in anger. She uttered in shivers.

I was right.

Smirking under my breath, I continued. "Please marry me."

I knelt down on one knee as I persist on ruining her plans. "Marry me and we will be together forever."

[ Author's Note; Apology for the late update! ]