His Precious Lies

09

It must have been early in the morning when he was taken to her home. At first, they were still arguing about who would enter first, but eventually, she gave up. When she entered, she was surprised to find his father sitting in the living room, watching TV but asleep. She turned off the TV, then woke up her dad.

“Don’t tell me he's waiting for me for the whole night,” she whispered to herself.

She approached her father and woke him up. “Dad, wake up, Dad,”

“Morning, you just got home?” her dad asked, yawning.

“Yeah, I was late out of work, and Hugo asked me for a late dinner,” she explained to her dad.

She's squeezing her neck because she just felt tired.

“You look tired,” her father said to her.

“Yeah, work,” she said, kissing her father on the cheek and deciding to go upstairs.

“Morning and goodnight, dad,” she said to her father. He also stood up and went with her.

“Let's go together,” her dad said.

“Are you waiting for me to come home?” she asked while they were still walking upstairs.

“Yeah, I have something to tell you. But I can talk to you some other time.”

My father was waiting for me while I was with Hugo and enjoying the moment with him. And I never thought anyone would be waiting for me. But you can't blame me either, because I'm used to no one waiting for me every time I come home. Only now do they know that someone is interested in me.

“What is all this about?” she asked.

“Nah, maybe tomorrow I can talk to you about this. However, now you just need to rest. Good morning and goodnight, my princess,” her father said to her, then kissed her forehead before finally entering his room.

She frowned and followed him with her gaze until the door closed.

Miraculously, he doesn't get mad at me now because usually when I come home like this, they scold me, but this? Why do they seem so kind to me? And I’m not used to this kind of treatment.

“I wonder what that is?” she whispered to herself, then entered her room.

“I feel like I'm going to have a fever.” When she entered her room, she immediately threw herself on the bed and was completely drowsy. She couldn't even put on a nightgown.

It was six o'clock in the morning when Lara woke up, feeling icy and shivering. The air-con is not on. Trembling, she wrapped a thick bed sheet around her body. She got down from her bed and left the room while still wrapping herself in the bed sheet. Even though she was trembling, she was able to step down the stairs.

“Yaya, yay-” she shouted, calling their maid, but no one answered her, so she decided to look for herself.

Suddenly, my vision changed, and I was dizzy. It’s like I'm spinning around. I shivered in the cold, especially now that I was in barefoot. The coldness of our floor tiles added to my shivering.