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Chapter 405

    Chapter 405


    405-Cursed Feelings.


    Christina and I spoke for hours before we finally went to bed. I had to sleep on


    the couch because Lazio was upying the entire bed. The instant I closed my


    eyes, my story in the dream world began.


    Every night when I go to bed, I see my mate in my dreams. I see my Thiago!


    He would only smile at me and never approach. I would be standing beside him,


    staring at him with hope-filled eyes.


    I woke up before everyone and headed straight to the kitchen to prepare


    breakfast. I had a lot of dishes to prepare now that we had guests.


    Enter title…


    I was busy preparing the sandwiches when I couldn’t help but feel like I was


    being watched. Upon turning around, I found Maynard standing at the door.


    Time seemed to have passed for a minute before I gave him a smile and looked


    ahead instantly.


    “Morning!” he said, walking into the kitchen and standing beside me. He was


    towering over me, wearing a ck shirt and ck shorts.


    “Morning! How are you?” I asked, trying to sound casual.


    “I am good. What about you?” he asked in return. “You have been very silent.


    This is not the Enya I remember,” his voice sounded yful when reminding me


    how I have changed in the course of only two years.


    “People change,” I shrugged as I continued to cook for them.


    “I noticed something. I know you will not befortable talking about it with me-


    –,” he said, leaning his back against the counter and not breaking the stare from


    my face.


    “Then don’t talk about it,” I interrupted him, but in return, he only let out a scoff.


    “You and Lazio! you two are not happy?” He went ahead and asked me the


    question, anyway. I slowed down while chopping the carrot and zoned out for a


    minute. Everybody was able to notice the dullness of our rtionship except for


    Lazio.


    “What makes you say that?” I asked, and when he didn’t answer me, I turned to


    look at him.


    “It is obvious. When you left the restaurant and he didn’t even blink an eye, I


    knew instantly that you are being mistreated,” he uttered, hunching over and


    tilting his head when his face was merely a few inches away from mine.


    “Why didn’t you tell me he had been hanging around with Valerie?” I asked him,


    not turning to him or letting our eyes connect.


    “I didn’t know he was hiding it from you. All I know is that they are friends,” he


    mumbled, bringing his face even closer to my cheek.


    “I know; I shouldn’t be asking you that. You two are friends. Even if there is


    something going on, you will have his back,” I taunted when pulling away from


    him. I just didn’t feel like talking to them like I used to before. My so-called


    friends had built up these tall walls between us.


    As for Lazio, he showed a drastic change in his behavior after our marriage. I


    don’t understand why he even offered to marry me when he didn’t feel the same


    for me anymore? I used to bring it up in the beginning, but he said it was only


    because he had grown up now and that grown up rtionships are different.


    “You think I will lie to you?” He sounded genuine, but I don’t know anymore. I


    gulped, but then I didn’t say a word in response to him.


    “Things are not well between you and Christina?” I asked, changing the subject,


    bringing her up, and his mood changed.


    “Hm! You knew that would happen. I told you right before my mating ceremony


    with her,” Maynard said, sounding a little defensive this time.


    It was a memory in a haze for me, but from the looks of it, he seemed to have


    lived that day every moment of his life for the past two years.


    “You should have backed down if you truly didn’t mean to spend your life with


    her, regardless of whether I would ept you or not. The sad part is that it’s not


    like you two were never in love. You loved her, but then suddenly—,” I was


    trying to make him understand he should not let it all go down the drain over


    nothing.


    “Not suddenly! I never stopped loving you. I just stopped showing it because,


    after you found me cheating on you, I just didn’t know how to approach you


    again. I knew my image was ruined in your eyes and that you had moved on.


    But then, as the mating ceremony started approaching, I had to be honest with


    myself. I had to tell you the truth.” He started talking with emotion this time.


    Although I have been deprived of attention and affection for the past two years,


    his attention didn’t seem right to me.


    “It’s toote to talk about it all now,” I said as I moved away from him when he


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    tried to get close to me. I would not let him do this to her.


    “Enya! I knew it was you that night,” he murmured as he turned to leave.


    “What?” I asked, a frown appearing on my face.


    “The night in the cabin when I expressed my feelings. I knew it was you. Those


    words were never meant for her. But because you didn’t respond, I had to back


    away and lie to her. That’s when I made a stupid mistake and spoke about


    taking a step further with her in this rtionship,” he confessed to everything


    and then out of the kitchen.


    I was once again left in bewilderment. Was he really never over me?


    But why does it matter now? We both parted ways years ago. It is better that it


    stays that way. I forced myself to focus on the food when I heard him walk into


    the kitchen once again.


    “Please! There is nothing left to say. She is waiting for you in her room. Go be


    with her,” I whispered, and when he didn’t say anything, I turned around and


    realized it wasn’t even Maynard.
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