The Hardest YOU Hart!

XXIX CHAPTER: LAST HOURS BEING 26

When I got home that night, the whole gang was waiting for me to go out and have dinner. I needed to take a quick shower before I go with them. I have been out all day and have sweat all over me. It is almost 7 p.m. when I am officially ready. I can notice a note over my desk. I bet is from Nova.

I guess I should read it, but I am kind of late for our dinner, so I will read it when we are back from the restaurant. I put it inside my purse and left my room.

My dad is taking us to a beautiful place tonight. It is one of my favorites and we used to come on my birthdays week every single year. Some things never change, and I hope this one never does. It reminds me of when my mom was alive. She always shared with us amazing stories about her work and my dad looked at her with mesmerizing eyes, tender passion and love. This was my favorite part of our meals, well before dessert, obviously!

The owner is still in the lobby. He is always there with a big smile and sweet words for his usual consumers! He is a very old man with the politest behave and good intentions. His name is Trenton Scissile and yes, he owns an Italian restaurant and some other small pastries and cafeterias.

My mom helped him out to build this place, literally. She had such an awesome taste in medieval architecture and colonial structures. She also designed the garden, with a very Loretta-landing-escape-touch, so it is quite delightful to sit outside and enjoy the view.

The food is also exquisite. It has been appealing since this place opened about 35 years ago, and it has not changed a bit, which is great because I love the way it is. It has my favorite ingredients after all.

I am sitting in front of Nova. She is trying to decode my look or my mood. I think she wants to know what I think about the letter she wrote. My head is clear now, and I have no doubts about what I want or what I need. I suppose her words would not change my mind or my heart even, because right now I must focus on myself, my life, my family and my friends.

I am tired of getting involved with someone else, romantically speaking, and always getting hurt by them. What I must do the most now is to heal, recover myself and start thinking a little bit more on my job now that I am back. There are a lot of important things I am going to deal with and Nova would not be one of them.

DINNER WAS SUPERB AS ALWAYS! The wine selection made by Trenton himself was sublime. He has an incredible taste in good winery and desserts, offered by the main Chef herself. After a two-and-a-half hour meal we all were ready to get back home. But first, my dad wanted to take us to a special place. It is a type of park, where you can see nature, trees, plants, flowers and a fountain in the middle.

With amazing lights on technicolor and music playing along with the lights and the festive of waterfall. He and mom used to go there after their date every Friday night. And now, we can go with him. It is such a romantic view. The environment is lovely! It is so peaceful and quiet. It reminds me of the beach shore back in California, where I can go to think, meditate and get lost in the ocean's majesty.

It is the best birthday date I ever had! Well, without my mom of course. But I have Jay, Jörgen and Jülien to compensate. Also Greggie, Trevor and the Waltz girls to make it even more special!

My dad is back on his feet now, which is great! I guess we have more than one reason to celebrate this week.

ABOUT 10 PM we feel sort of tired, besides Jörgen needs to rest, and we would hate if his recovery process gets interrupted by anything as lack of sleep.

Heading home, I was falling asleep in the car, but it was kind of awkward because I was sitting next to Nova and the less I would like is to use her shoulder as my pillow, even though I bet she would love it.

I could not help myself and before I can notice it my head was over her. These last days have been exhausting with a lot of pressure, mental tiredness, and emotionally collations. Besides the fact that I barely have slept the past weeks. The bit of sex and the rest of preoccupations have been lethal for me. Along the fact, I am turning 27 years in a few more hours, too.

I was sleeping profoundly and even dreaming when dad mentioned we got home already. I was so disconnected and it took me a couple of seconds to realize I was using Nova as a cushion and she was holding my head with her left hand to avoid I had an accident while I was asleep.

- This is so embarrassing! I am really sorry, Nova. I did not mean... -

- It is okay, Olie! I get it. And please, do not worry about it. This is what friends are for, right? -

- I guess! -

- Even though, I can take you to your bedroom if you let me to. -

- No thanks! I am fine. I am totally awake now. Thank you anyway. I really appreciate it. -

- I guess we will talk tomorrow about eh, us! Unless you... -

- Tomorrow Nova, I am seriously tired now. Good night! -

- Good night to you too, Olivia! Sleep well. -

- I will, thank you! -

I was so tired that night, I barely remember how I got dressed and went to bed without anybody's help.