Mommy? (2)

Chapter 22

Leonora's P.O.V.

"So, what is your answer?"

Jean-Paul stood in front of me, waiting for my answer to his deal.

"Yes," I whispered, as if speaking too high would make it too definitive, as if speaking too high would make it seem like I was eager.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you."

I could clearly hear the smirk in his voice, showing that he had heard me perfectly fine but wanted me to repeat it again. Which I did.

"My answer's yes Jean-Paul," I took a deep breath and looked him square in the eye, "I accept your offer." With that I crumbled to the floor and broke down into sobs, not caring that he was there, not caring what his reaction would be. I just couldn't hold it in anymore. I had taken the step that definitely brought me away from what my old life had been, that made this whole process irreversible. I now had no choice but to marry Jean-Paul and be this person that I wasn't. And it broke my heart.

"That makes me happy Leonora. I am glad you came to your senses," he turned to go but stopped at the threshold, "I will tell your sister that we are going out, the two of us. She'll bring you some clothes that I bought for you, please put them on."

He left, leaving me alone sobbing on the ground. Knowing that Helena was going to come in soon, I forced myself to stop crying and dry my face, trying to look as if nothing had happened. She couldn't see me like this, she couldn't see me broken like this. After a while, Helena came in with a pile of clothes in her hands. She set them down on the bed.

"These are the clothes he bought for you. I hope they fit you, I had to guess your size when he asked. Once you're dressed, come outside. I'll take you to where he's waiting."

With that she left the room, leaving me alone to get changed, which I quickly did. However, seeing that the jeans he'd bought me were way too big, I changed back into mine. I didn't want to look like a clown. If he asked anything, I'd explain. I was sure he'd understand. Or at least I hoped. I then put on the blouse he'd given me. It was a deep green and I actually liked it. It wasn't too big either,  it still looked nice. I folded my clothes and put them in a neat pile on the bed along with the jeans he'd bought and went outside to join Helena. She looked me up and down and smiled.

"You look pretty Leonora. Although, are those your jeans?" She frowned.

I looked down. "Y-yes.... they.... they were t-too b-big." I was ready to burst into tears again, but I couldn't now, not in front of my sister.

"Alright," she sighed, "I hope for you that he won't get mad. Anyway, follow me."

She walked off to the right and I followed her, trying to keep track of the way, but thanks to my completely non-existent sense of direction and memory it was a futile attempt. After a couple of minutes I gave up and simply followed her. After a couple more minutes we arrived at the entrance, where Jean-Paul was waiting for us. He looked me up and down, narrowing his eyes at the jeans but not saying anything. Instead he nodded in thanks to Helena and, grabbing my arm, took me to the car. Once I was seated and buckled up he drove off, all the while silently staring at the road. After some time I couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'm sorry about wearing the wrong jeans, if that is what annoyed you. The ones you bought me were to big, even if they were very pretty."

He nodded in acknowledgment and turned back to the road. I shrugged, I had done my part and apologized after all, and turned to watch the landscape outside my window. I was surprised when we passed near my old house and I saw a teenage boy standing there and looking at the car. He seemed familiar but I couldn't remember where I'd seen him before, no matter how hard I tried. Damn me and my memory.

"We're here."

Jean-Paul's voice brought me out my thoughts and I looked at the building in front of me with wide eyes, not daring to believe my eyes, afraid that it might vanish the moment I blinked. Was this real? Or was it all just a dream?

"I will be waiting here for you. You have two hours, do not be late."

I nodded and stepped out of the car, quickly getting on the sidewalk and walking to the main entrance.

I rang the bell.

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