Wild Space

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I am in love with the plot. But, too bad, I don't have an audience with me to share my excitement. Anyway, hiii...

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I could feel my blood boiling with rage; but... I had to thank those stupid goons; whoever they are, because in midst of my lingerie and dresses were a silver chain. I took them from the pile and shrieked. 

Seb who was inspecting the other room, in fact, his room, came running with the box in hand. With what had happened, he wasn't going to keep it down anywhere. I showed him my chain and just shrugged my shoulders with a smile.

"At least, they helped us," Seb said with a stunning smile and I was about to say something when he stopped me by his finger on my lips.

The question was that who put this in my bag. It was a big question. It may be Lisa or Stephen. Anyway, I am so glad that I was here with me than in that house.

Calling Pete was important now; Seb said and dialed his number.

Unfortunately, Pete and Stephan were out of town for something since the morning and said they will be here only by night time. Thus, Seb went out of the house and demanded something for Pete to bring tonight when they come. Ending the conversation, he came back and gave the box to me.

With a wildly beating heart, I pulled out the chain in my hands and took the box in my other hand. My hands were trembling badly. Seb put his hands on my shoulders and squeezed. Blowing out, I positioned the cross pendant and pushed it into the thin hollow. With a bit of force, it slid in and I heard a click.

I looked up at Seb with wide eyes and he just smiled.

Somehow, in the last few days, I have come to grow with his company. And it felt safe and good. I sighed.

The click was just a slight rise of the lid above. I could easily pull it apart and in the hollow box were many papers. Scrunching up my brows, I took them out. It was a total of five letters; five short letters. I was seriously confused now. Did I come here for mere letters that my mother wanted to tell me before I die?

I wanted to rip them apart.

However, something in my heart said, there was something in the letters that will be my next clue. With a huge, tired sigh, I opened the letters but Seb stopped me. He mouthed, 'not here' and I agreed. I don't know why he was being this serious.

Maybe those goons must have tapped this cabin. Dammit.

Seb put all those papers back into the box and put the box into a very beautiful cotton handbag in an Indian design that he bought for me the beach shop last night. Then, he took me to the cliff top near to the ground where the old people, more like the authority of this town beach hangs out, and we sat there, near to the sheer drop to the beach.

I have no idea if I should be worried or be grateful for his company since Seb has been the rock in my life right now from the beginning and no matter what I do not the heart to ask him to leave.

Let's face it, in a while, I have been graced with a figure that I could put my worries into without wearing a mask; though, his trust is a constant fear in my heart. I do love him not as lovers do but something deep. If Seb did cheat me, I am sure I will never trust any soul with my life again.

Suddenly looking up at the deep blue sky with freckled stars, I said, "Seb, I do have to tell you; I have never once felt this close with anyone before, heck, I never had a friend like you before." I turned to look at him, "Thus, if you are here to cheat me like Tom, I am telling you, please... don't do it. If you want the map or heck, the whole treasure, I will give it to you once I get it but please... don't deceive me."