When They have Heart and Money

Delusions

"Are you the one who ordered coffee??" my question came out in a more impolite way. Why not though?? I was angry, agitated and disheartened when it was not him.

"Yes why?" the man rose an eyebrow at me without speaking anything.

"I mean, I'm here to deliver it." there was no use to it. It was clear that Alex wasn't here. I decided to let things be. He left like I was nothing to him.

And so should be.

"What was it? A one night stand!?" I muttered under my breath.

"What!?" the man was taken aback.

My eyes widened. I was flushed. I handed him the coffee and walked away as far as I could.

Why are you making it such an issue when he is already over it?

Right. No issues.

I closed my eyes and let out frustrated sigh. I was still angry at him. And I couldn't let go of my anger. Also, I couldn't go alone in the lift again.

Why the hell did I do that? When did his thoughts start to affect me this much?

I called Myra if she could come and help me out which she readily agreed. I waited for her to come up. I decided to get over him. Even if I see him again, I wouldn't acknowledge him, I told to myself.

Even if you see his pretty face?

Yes! Even if I see his pretty face.

Even if he smiles?

Yeah.. Even if he smiles.

Even if he comes back and tells that you're what he missed the most?

Will he?..

I shook my head, brushing the thoughts off my mind. The familiar ding echoed and Myra appeared.

"Uhm.. Hey," she said.

"Hi," I wanted to ask her why she didn't accompany me like usual but then, she wasn't my servant to follow me like a maid every time I had to climb in a lift. Still, it had somehow become our thing over the past week and I felt a little hurt when she didn't come as if it wasn't required anymore.

"Let's go?" she asked when she found me pondering over something. I half smiled and got in with the table.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" she asked.

I smiled sadly and said, "no."

"It's okay," she tried to cheer me up. "what was it though?" my head snapped up to face her.

"Oh. Um.. It was an old memory."

*Sigh.*

"Oh. It must be important to you," she said. I didn't answer back since I didn't know whether it was important to me or not. I was confused beyond extent if I should care about a man who didn't care about me, or who didn't even acknowledge me. I knew no answers to these questions. Only he knew the real words to these queries. He, who was not here.

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"A lists came in while you were gone," Noah informed.

"And?" Myra asked in question.

"They personally informed the dishes to be made and how it should be served. I think there's going to be some event. Or it's some important person."

"Maybe. We'll see," Myra said. I became disinterested in their conversation. I decided to make a cup of coffee for myself. It had been a long time since I had drank one.