Somehow Love is Found (BWWM)

Chapter 17: Dinner with the Hales

"But the author was God

And my favourite character was you"

-Justin Wetch

Refael's POV

I decided to go to the salon to get my hair dyed and cut.

Then I headed to one of those fancy stores and bought a suit.

Knowing high-class people like the Hales, they'd do something formal to impress me. It would be disrespectful to show up in my uniform.

And that would be exactly what Octy would want.

But I wanted her family to approve of me.

Chill dude, she's just a friend.

Maybe, but at the same time, I wanted her family to see that I was not as problematic as rumours made it seem.

I'm a good boy.

Having a piercing and a tattoo doesn't make me bad.

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Since I couldn't enter the main house without arousing trouble, I headed to the servants' quarters.

They welcomed me with open arms.

"Your hair!" said one of the young maids, her eyes shining in awe.

"Miss Dinah is in the hospital," said one of the maids, "thank God!"

"Master and Mistress Koch have gone there," said another, smiling excitedly.

I shook my head.

"Let's not be happy about that," I said, "can someone get me enough clothing for two days along with personal effects?"

The words hardly left my mouth and one of the servants sprinted into the main house, a duffel bag in his hand.

"What's with the suit Young Master?" asked one of the maids.

"Oh, this?" I said, "I'm having dinner tonight. Mind if I use the shower for a bit?"

"Of course not!" they yelled in unison.

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A few hours later, I was dressed in a well-ironed suit. The maids went the extra mile and tweezed my brows.

I took a look in the mirror.

Yup, Octy is gonna be very shocked.

One of the older servants handed me the duffel bag along with an expensive bottle of wine.

"It is not good to visit anyone empty-handed Refael," he said, patting me on the shoulder.

I thanked everyone and left.

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At exactly 7 pm, I drove into the compound of Octavia's house.

I walked up, hesitating with every step.

What if they don't like me?

I groaned.

It shouldn't matter.

Yet, it did.

Just as I rang the doorbell, I heard a shrill voice.

"He's here!"

I smiled.

Octavia's mom.

The door swung open and my breath got caught in my throat.