𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐘𝐨𝐮 | втѕ ƒƒ

Chapter 25 | Bloody nightmare

Mia's POV

There was a wet, warm sensation dancing along my feet up to my shins.

I looked down and saw water being splashed up to the bottom of my knees, then back down.

Then I realized where I was standing.

The only place I enjoy being in this whole world.

The ocean.

"Sweetheart over here!" I heard an unfavorable, familiar voice.

One I've dreaded to hear forever.

But why does it sound so genuine, almost harmless?

I turned around.

"Phew..! I forgot how fast you were," they said panting, crouching down.

Jackson.

His profile endured of gentleness and innocence. This is not the Jackson I remember.

"Come on amor the foods gonna get cold!"

"Hm?" I hummed in response.

I feel strange.

My feelings for him are nothing like they were at the moment.

For some reason I feel attracted to him, like I've been missing him for a long time. That feeling in my chest I got when we started dating.

He grabbed me by my hand and walked us over to a red and orange plaid picnic blanket that had a beige basket set on it.

"Now, I couldn't make your favorite because you know I suck at cooking, but I made your second fave!" He said contentedly as he dug into the basket.

He pulled out 2 wine glasses and 2 tortas (Mexican sandwiches).

He filled the glasses up with the wine and handed me a torta.

"Are you okay sweetie?"

"Huh?" I was snapped from my thoughts.

"You've been staring at me as if I was some kind of stranger the last 10 minutes."

"Oh sorry," I turned my gaze down.

"What's wrong babe? Isn't the beach your favorite place to be?" He pouted a little.

He looked so adorable.

"Yeah, sorry I'm just thinking that's all." I slightly grinned.

He handed me a glass, "Well stop, your overthinking isn't good for you and you know it."

"Now," he lifted his glass, "happy anniversary baby." He smiled graciously.

Anni... versary?

As I lifted the glass with my left, I noticed a silver band with a medium sized diamond shining fabulously on my ring finger.