A week has passed, I created and presented a lot of visual concepts in my work. I gave them ideas, proposed layouts that made my head spin the entire week. Including the event that I organized and was headed by me; It was really difficult to present to the crowd but Thank God, we accomplished it with success.
As I reminisce how the event ended successfully, I can feel myself breaking into a smile again. Just by thinking the event we organized made me reinvigorate. Finally, I don't have to bury myself in my workloads that much anymore. Damian's face flashed in my mind. Oh, he would be happy to hear this.
I immediately called him and informed about how the event successfully achieve. I was right. Damian got happy when I said to him. He even praised me and mentioned that he was so proud of me. I ended the call when he said that he has to do something.
After that Greco went to me. "Let's go for a celebration." My brows were up knotted as I looked behind me. My workmates were busy. What does he mean for a celebration? With only the two of us? Is he kidding me? Regardless of what I was thinking, I still agreed with him. I agreed with the feeling of hesitating. I was a bit uncomfortable at the situation I was in but I still managed to say 'yes' for the sake of our friendship.
We were walking down the hallway on the way outside our building when I took notice my surroundings. They were staring at us. My co-employee was staring deeply at us and gossiping like we weren't seeing them and thinking they were invisible. It made me even more awkward and uncomfortable with Greco. Why am I even agreed with him the first place? I let out a sigh. Stop it, Sera.
It's really a huge relief for me when we reached outside the building. I looked around. No more gossiping like buzzing bees.
Greco faced me with a grin on the face.
"Where do you want to eat?" He asked. I was about to say that anywhere he like when a restaurant popped in my head.
"The Tapas!" I exclaimed excitedly. He again cracks a smile and nodded at me.
"Alright then, let's go." We rode the car and drove all the way. There with this kind of mood that I was feeling. The awkwardness within me was still there but there could not be any other possible ways that I can escape and reason out for this situation since I said I wanted to celebrate with him too. So I decided to go with him, not minding my messed mind, and just get on with it.
I was silent from the moment we got to his car. I just don't feel like starting a conversation with him right now. Until he broke the silence inside his car.
"Thank you, Sera. And congratulation!" I lifted my head to face him and just let him talk.
"You've helped us a lot as I could ever imagine. You contributed a lot even though you are just new to it." I could hear him talking but I can't say anything in return. I remembered the expressions of my workmates when they saw me walking with Greco. I hate the way they looked at us. A look of judging can be seen in their faces. Were they thinking that I was having an affair with our Director? I hope they aren't. No, no, no. That wasn't right, because if they do, I would really blame Greco for this.
It took several minutes before we arrived at Tapas. We were greeted by the aromatic smell of the restaurant. Dan, it smells nice.
I saw Tamara walked towards us, she was about to smile when her eyes passed by Greco. Her forehead furrowed as she glazes him. Maybe she was used to seeing me always with Damian, and it felt strange for her to see me with others and not with Damian. Tamara, don't look at me like I've done something. Greco and I weren't a thing.
Tamara led us to an empty table. The place we've got was near to the entrance door, so whenever people push the door, we can see who it is. Tamara slightly smiled at me and asked our orders.
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A Thousand Winds
Short StoryDreams. My eyes were closed. "It was a delightful love story." But when I opened my eyes, I came back to reality. "It was only a dream that woke me up to the glummest reality of life." Seraphine is a dreamer who desires to be a great artist but she...