Chapter 6: Paris
I walked straight towards the immigration booth as I left behind the cart containing my luggage. A woman wearing a gray suit with a pin that indicating her name smiled at me and asked about my passport. I held out my passport and gave it to her. I looked at her while she checked my passport and held back to me.
“Bienvenue à Paris!” she said smilingly at me. She spoke in her native language which is French. I was glad that I studied French back in college.
“Merci!” I said in the same language and smiled a bit at her. I turned away pushing the cart of my luggage. I brought two luggage which packed mostly of my clothing. I am also going to buy another luggage in here so I can put the things I will be bought here. I smiled at the thought.
A week ago, my parents convinced me to have a break. They told me to have a grand vacation. Dad was so persistent of the idea. I knew that they want me to relax because of what had happened. They want me to forget about Frank and the pain he caused me. It was almost two weeks ago when I found out he’s cheating on me. I found him and with the other girl in his bed having sex. Until now, I couldn’t believe he cheated on me. The hell he denied that he cheated and told me that he only wanted to experience another girl in his bed. Damn! I hated him so much and I hated myself for missing him. I might forgive him but not now. This vacation might help me even a little to forget the pain and to start gathering the pieces of my broken heart.
The cart was kind of heavy though but I still manage to push it forward towards the door. When I got out of the airport, I stopped and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath and opened again. I am so excited but nervous at the same time. This would be my first time I went abroad all by myself. I used to have someone to be with me every time I go abroad. I remembered back in the Philippines, I invited Ysa to join me in the grand vacation. But she declined because she is currently working on a big project and must focus on it. I understand her since her father is relying on her. She just got promoted as the new vice president in their company. Also, I didn’t know when I will go back home. Dad told me that it is up to me until when will I be carefree. I sighed at the thought. I hated leaving my work to others. That’s why brought my laptop with me and all other gadgets that I need. However, I must enjoy this trip.
I looked at my bag and grabbed my phone. I opened it and dialed my father’s number. It ringed for three times until I reached his voice message. He must be asleep at this time. I left him a message stating that I already landed in Paris safely. Next, I called Mom. It just took two rings before she answered it.
“Amy, baby” Mom said. Her voice seems groggy. She must be sleeping and I woke her up.
“Sorry Mom! I disturbed your sleep.” She kept silent for a moment. “I’m already here. My plane just landed a while ago.” I continued.
“Are you going to be okay there?” she asked with her sleepy voice.
“Yes mom. I will be.” Smiled at what I have said. Will I be okay in here?
“You didn’t get a tour guide there. Are you sure that you can manage to visit the places?” her voice seems awaken and worried now.
“uh. . . about that, I’m already big Mom, so I think I can manage. I can’t stand someone rushes me when I’m shopping. You know that I hate it.” I assured her.
“Okay then. Just be good and call us before you sleep. Okay?”
“Okay Mom. I’ll be good. And also tell Dad that I called you. See you when I get back. Bye.” I ended the call. I missed them already. I wished I convinced them to be with me. But, they’re not going to enjoy while I’m around having a sad face.
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RomanceThere are incidences in life we don't think might happen. Predicament that needs to be accepted. Heartaches, failures, and changes. Can someone stand with all these trials? Here is the story of Amy. Born in wealthy and loving family. Inherited with...