Only His

13. Only for him

Elizabeth Meyer

My conscience was debating with me while I was walking to the estate. At last came to a conclusion.... 'Did I...made any mistake?' . Because all these times I was just thinking from my perspective.

I was occupied by my thoughts that I didn't recognize.... I was standing infront of the gate. It was easy for me to use those broken fencing to enter into this place. When I remembered about his concern filled warning to use only the proper entrance....a small smile appeared in my face.... I could feel the blood flow concentrated on my cheeks.
I waited there for a moment. When I glanced at the gate pillar I remembered the figure that stood there friday morning.

I sighed.... I... I...-------- missed him. My innervoice....it filled the blank.

Ok I regained my composure and began to walk with steady steps towards the mansion. I was near the green bush that surrounded the mansion like a fencing. I am ok and very much fine. I just dont want to bring up the topic. As desperate as I am to know the reason behind his sudden disappearance I will be disappointed if he ignores it completely. I was walking slowly past the fencing. I glanced at the mansion. The front exterior seems some what clean as compared to the last time. I guess 2 days wont be enough to clean this building.

I was near the fountain when I felt someone's eyes on me. And from the way my body reacted I know who must be it. Whenever I felt someone's eyes on me that stays longer than needed....my body will be on alert and starts dropping temperature....curse of being an introvert . I am always under Ny's protection. She always understand my changes and reassures me after checking the background. If she finds out anything odd then its the end of the person. I always end up dragging her out of the mess. My body began to warm up which cause me to cease myself from my reverie. I found the culprit but he was seated on a chair facing the building means he was not looking at me. I was standing at his back. He never turned or moved. How is it even possible. The only person whose strange eyes that have the power to spread warmth all over me is just him....to this date.

'there is a correction.  His eyes are not strange...'The perfect pairs'... Renting your own words'

Ok I got it. But still the situation is the same. How is it even possible to feel his eyes on you when he is not even facing you.
I walked slowly . When I was about a few steps away from him he got up from his chair. He stood infront of me.... towering over me might be the right phrase. I can't show my worries and sorrows now. So before the things get awkward enough to handle I wanted to escape myself.
So I went for a formal talk with a simple good morning. Ofcourse I added his name with much hesitation cause I don't want to repeat anything. I tried many times to call him Ed but my tongue is not obeying my brains order. Before he could say something more I just want to excuse myself in the name of my work. His face lit up instantly when I called him by his name. Though I dont want to build up any more things out of it....Oh god my thoughts sounded more desperate than intended.

I was about to turn myself around when he suddenly started speaking. He was apologizing. When my eyes found his face....even my heart dropped at the sight. The desperation.... the worry and the regret was purely visible in his handsome face and in his manly voice. He felt my emotions.. My heart fluttered outside the hurt when he said that he tried to call me several times but was found switched off. My phone was switched off due to the lack of battery. I didn't bother to charge it. I was too busy crying and holding my broken heart. My fragile little heart that tend to break so fast because the man I barely knew for two days didn't bid me a good bye before he disappeared into thin air. Uuugghhh... I think I am pathetic. Overreacting for such a silly reason.
'Is that so.....'
Again my inner voice... Please keep quiet.