In Love With The Enemy

Chapter 30: Good News

"Today or any day, that phone may ring and bring good news." ~Ethel Waters

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"Good morning, Mom," I greeted when I saw my mom making breakfast in the kitchen.

She looked at me and smiled. "Good morning, Sweetie."

I walked to the dining table and sat down. "What's for breakfast?" I asked.

She picked up the pan and walked towards me before answering, "Fried rice."

I gasped. "My favorite!"

She chuckled before putting some rice on my plate. I grabbed a spoon and fork from the side and started to chow down.

It was perfect! The rice was perfectly cooked, and all the ingredients she added were well blended. My dad always made this for us, but when he was gone, my mom had to learn how to cook it for me. She did a great job studying Dad's recipe.

After eating, some envelopes across our dining table caught my attention. I placed my plate on the sink before walking towards the envelopes. Most of them are bills, but one particular envelope caught my eye.

It was a huge violet envelope. It has my name on it. I felt a slight thud on my chest. Is this it?

I opened the envelope and took out its contents. I held my breath when I saw the flyers that came along with it. I scanned through all the papers before getting to the letter.

I took a deep breath before reading what was written on it.

"Mom!" I called while reading.

"What's the matter, Dear?" she asked.

I showed her what I was holding, and she held her mouth in shock.

"Mom," I called again.

"Yes?" she asked, still trying to process everything happening.

"I'm going to New York!" I exulted.

"OH MY GOSH!" Mom exclaimed before running towards me and giving me a hug. I started tearing up a bit. "Congratulations, honey!"

I got out of her grasp. "This is unreal. Wow!" I said while looking at the envelope I was holding. "It feels like a dream."

"Alright, we have a lot to do now. Everything needs to be ready before you leave for New York," Mom said.

"Okay. We'll work on it," I answered.

She gave me a big smile, and I smiled at her, too, but it faded when I realized something.

"Are you okay?" Mom asked.

"I have a problem," I answered.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Gabriel." I sighed.

She held my hand. "You have to go talk to him."

"I know that. I just don't want to fight with him because of this," I confessed.

"I'm sure you won't. Gabriel would surely be happy for you and would fully support you."

"I'm scared, mom. What if he doesn't like long distances? What if he changes while I'm gone?" I asked. I know I was getting ahead of myself, but I cannot help but worry about what might happen to us.

It is a known fact that high school relationships don't last in college. This is why they say it would be best to break up before entering university.

"This is why you should talk. You both love each other, right?" she asked.