Filthy Rich by Atarah Yvaine (books to read fiction TXT) 📗

"What if he is not here for me? It's just a coincidence that we are on the same place. What if Deus didn't tell them that I runaway because he never really cares?" I asked with a bit of sadness.

"I doubt that. The way Deus looked at you? He is whipped."

I want to believe that he is looking for me too.

"But let me asked you first. Do you still want to continue this?" I am still caught off guard even though I heard this a lot of times from her.

"I don't know." I answered and she spanked in my arms me with an open hand. I looked at her while holding my arms.

"What? why did you do that?" her eyebrows met in thin line and she looks like an angry mom getting ready to scold her daughter. She's really something.

"Stop denying. I knew you miss him that much. I am just waiting for you to finally admit that. So can you please stop lying." my mouth opened and remained speechless.

"You always tell me to open up and to cry my heart out but look at you suppressing your emotions. You can tell me everything. You can tell me how much you miss him. You can tell me everything." she sit in the floor with me.

"I'm sorry. I really don't know what I'm feeling. I'm new to this." I explained

"You can ask me." she hugged me. We are the type of best friends that never got so sweet before but I think that changed. I hug her too.

"Sorry," I don't know why I just felt the urge to apologized.

"We're both learning and that's what important. You want to see him already?" I just nod at her

"Then let's enjoy our last days here."