Deluded

Chapter 37

Evangeline's P.O.V

After we left the hotel, we drove back home and the whole time I was trying to ignore my father because of him secretly planning to set me up with some guy without even trying to ask for my opinion.

Oh, wait my bad. When did he ask for my opinion? Never. So how can I expect him to start asking for my options now?

The second we reached our house, I strode towards my room, not wanting to talk with anyone, plus I was too exhausted from all the interacting.

Stripping my dress, I changed into pajamas and laid down on the bed to get some sleep.

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Waking up with the sound of my alarm, I got up and did my usual routine before going to work but not before checking my phone that already has a message sent by Abram, greeting me a good morning and that simple message was enough to get me through the whole day.

Smiling to myself, I paddled towards the dining table where both of my parents were already sitting, and once again the tension was still thick.

As I sat in my usual seat, I kept my eyes down not wanting to meet my father's eyes that were fixed on me.

"Evangeline about last night, you shouldn't have left Cole like that. Everyone was watching" he stated, making my head snap in his direction.

" What do you mean, dad?" I questioned softly as I couldn't believe what he just said.

"Cole is really a good guy. I know him personally. Maybe you should give him a chance, plus you're 21 already turning 22 this year and you don't even have a boyfriend yet" he exclaimed, making my anger rise but I decided to say silent, not having any courage to talk back.

Me, not having a boyfriend? Dad, little did you know. I thought to myself evilly as he continued to stare at me.

"You will give him a chance, do you get me, Evangeline?" He demanded, making me gasp in surprise.

First my freedom and now my personal life. For how do you plan on controlling my life, dad?

"No, I don't want to," I mumbled with a small voice, making my mother turn her head into me that was fixed a while ago into her plate.

"What did you say, Evangeline?" My father questioned with his voice once again turned into cold and distant.

Okay, now I'm scared. Maybe I shouldn't have talked back, but what else could I have done? I'm now with Abram.

"I said, I don't want to give Cole any chance, dad" I mumbled once again as I kept my gaze down, too terrified to look back into my father.

From where I was sitting, I could feel the anger radiating off my father's body as he continued to glare at me.

"And why is that?" He hissed.

"Dad, for once can you please let me make my own decisions. I'm old enough now, dad. Please just let me li-" I answered when a glass hitting the floor made my mother scream and me jump at the shattering noise.

I'm dead.

Glaring at me, my father stood up and left the table without saying anything, leaving me and my mother alone. Leaving the guilt starts to bubble inside me.

Wiping the tears that managed to fall into my cheeks, my mother pulled me into a hug as she rubbed my back, trying to soothe me.

"It's alright, my love. You did the right thing. It's your personal life and you get to decide whom to spend it with" she explained, while I let my tears flow silently.

" Do you think he'll ever accept Abram?" I questioned looking at her, while she stayed silent.

" We'll find a way, my love. Okay?" She tried to assure me, while I just nodded my head.

Trying to go by my day at the orphanage normally after my first argument with my father. I sat in the backyard, watching the kids play as I replayed our conversation inside my head and how my mother convinced me to come here in the orphanage to be able to spend some time with the kids. Over thinking sucks. It slowly but gradually consumes you, making you fall deeper and deeper down at the pit of regret and sorrow of wishing you could change things but there's absolutely nothing you can do about it.

Fidgeting with my dress as I let my mind wander away, I suddenly felt a pair of hands covering my eyes, making me touch the hands in reflex, thinking it's just one of the kids but the hands were large and manly.

Smiling to myself, I recognized instantly who it was.

"What are you doing here, Abram?" I questioned, making him chuckle as he removed his hands from my eyes and sat down beside me.

"How did you know it was me?" He questioned, playing with my hair as he leaned forward kissing both of my cheeks.

"I just know so" I mumbled as I smiled at him, making him smile too.

" You shouldn't be here, though. Someone might see us" I added, making him pull me closer to his side even closer while I just blushed in deep red.

"I don't care," he replied as he stared right into my eyes, showing all the emotions that swirled in his brown pools.

Pecking my lips, he smiled sheepishly at me, making me smile too and forget all my worries.

Taking both of my hands into his lap as he stares in front of us, watching the kids while I noticed that he's in the usual suit that hugged his body perfectly well, while the tattoo littered at the side of his neck, with various designs and pattern that makes him looked more dangerous and more drool-worthy.

"How many tattoos do you have?" I questioned, out of curiosity making him look at me.

" A lot of them," he replied, kissing my palm for the hundredth time.

"Are you always like this? I questioned him, making him frown at me in confusion.

"Like what?" He asked, giving me all his attention.

"Always sweet. Giving kisses and stuff" I answered, making him just smile at me.

" Only with you, princess. Just because you make me always crave to be near you. You make me want to be a better man. Only with you, I'm able to put my guards down because I trust you with my heart. Only with you, I want to be perfect that you won't even look at other men." He replied, melting my heart completely.

Yup, I think I found the one.

"About another man, I have to tell you something," I muttered, as he nods his head urging me to go on.

Time to tell about Cole and my father's plan.