Chapter 20

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It's been years. Alot happened in these plenty of years.

But I am happy. My parents are actually spending time with me now, and I feel even more loves by them than before.

It's me graduating again. I'm preparing my graduation speech yet again. I'm just incredibly blessed by brain that functions magnificently and quite useful in education.

My college is of surreal blur. I did not have much time to go out. Not much time for parties because I am known, and it's better to be safe.

But I do have my rendezvous. It was him. It has always been him.

I remember going back to my place from uni, he would be there

"Ready for a study night?"

He said. With cheek to cheek smile. He is ready to be there for me.

We eventually did this many times before we entered a relationship

I thought it was smooth sailing, we never had issues. We always click, we agree on most things.

"I'm getting tired of our routine."

I gasped for air when he said that, it was the usual, inside my place, he is studying his lessons and I to mine. Guards on the back of my doors.

I frantically thought of something exciting

"Okay, so on our break, I could ask my dad to fly us to Africa and check out the safari?"

Silence

"Or we go to a hot spring. Or go to LA! Go to Europe. Paris."

"Harry, I know I'm a boring person. What do you want me to do?"

"It's not that, Liv. I just am feeling abit tired. Tired of everything."

"What do you mean, Harry?"

"I want to runaway, and I want you to come with me."

I was out of words. Me run away? I can't do that.

"I can find a job, live with you, in a simple life."

"Harry, I can't run away. Besides, it will be too hard for us. In reality, people would always want more than a simple life."

"I thought that, I'm enough for you, that I make you happy. That you don't need anything else."

"Harry, you are talking to the president's daughter. It is not that easy."

"I know."

The room was silent that night. This has got to be his worst idea ever. Some of his tricks I can still tolerate and do. They are adventurous in reality, but the thing he just asked me is where I needed to disagree.

"Are you going to stay for the night, Har?"

"No, I'm sorry I asked you that a while ago. I didn't know what I was thinking."

That's our last meeting.

The next morning, I hoped  for a good morning text. That everything about last night was cool.

The whole day passed and still not any text or call. I tried oh how I tried contacting him.

"We can go for a search for him ma'am if you want us to." Tyler, my young bodyguard suggested.

"There's no need for that, he will call me." I convinced myself.

But he never did. Until now.

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