I Left My Heart In Paris

Chapter 4

Camille was in her room, lying on her bed and looking up the ceiling, tossing and turning. She was lost of words admitting she could elope to Paris, preoccupied opposing her fiancé devoid of announcing to him about it. She sighed, grabbed her phone and runged up Amy's number for guidance. It was around one in the morning and everybody was preliminary in bed, slumbering. 

She bided her time for Amy's reply instead undisturbed; she did not become proficient to pick up her call. Camille lamented and began mulling over what she had to do. She got up and scurried to pack her bags. She was over with keeping her ears open to her mother's haughty orders about the wedding. 

At first, she started off by collecting her beauty products and garments as she stationed them in a small-sized suitcase. Then, she personalized into her light blue floral strap dress and distinct to put her hair into a loose ponytail. 

"There! That should do it." She said softly as she fastened her suitcase pridefully.

Camille wound up at her chest of drawers and pulled out her passport and a little amount of currency that she had been storing especially for about seven years. She grasped them in her hands and shoved them in her purse after which she went to her desk and decided to scribble a note for her parents that said: 

"Dear Mom and Dad, 

The reason I wrote this letter is because I love you and I don't want you to get under stress about me. I'm a grown up and I can very well look after myself, and the cause that I turned my back on is owing to the fact I have countless things going through my head. You might not notice it right at this time, although I'm making the right choice. Elias is an obedient man, but I don't want to live the lies anymore. I don't worship him. Hopefully you comprehend what I resist to convey to you. I love you both immensely and I hope to see you soon. 

Sincerely, 

Camille"

Camille took an envelope out and placed the piece of paper inside it. She sealed the envelope and wrote 'To Mom and Dad' in big, italic letters. She rose and went downstairs to the entrance door, little by little as she attempted not to wake anyone up. Once she got to the front door, she slipped the red velvet envelope amongst the books on the bookshelves.Then she steadily left the place and sighed.

"I'll miss you!" She proclaimed as she regarded her home and resisted to overlook the fact she'll never find that kind of warmth that she found in this place. A tear glistened on her cheek as she wiped it from the sleeve of her shirt and turned around, hoping to never see this place again. 

She started strolling towards the taxi stand near their home with the suitcase in her hand. She caught sight of the deserted streets of Creston all quiet and peaceful. She continued in her tracks and sat down at the taxi stand, hoping for a cab to get her. 

Camille withdrawn her phone and texted Amy about her abandoning the town forever. As she was staring at her phone, a vehicle pulled up next to the stand. 

"Miss, do you need a ride?" A man lowered the window of his car asked in a kind-hearted way, flashing a bright smile at her. 

"Yes. Can you take me to the airport?" 

"Certainly, miss." He said in a refined tone. 

"Thank you!" She replied. 

She got into the vehicle after placing her suitcase in the trunk of the cab, and drove her to the airport. 

"Dear lord! Where are you going with such a big suitcase? Are you moving?" The man looked at her through the interior mirror, dumbfounded. 

"Kind of. I'm going for a rejuvenation journey, thereby Lord knows exactly how long that will bring." She smiled faintly.