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el like I don't realise the room I'm in. Frowning, I run my fingers through my hair as I look down at my clot

ng happen l

my mind, making me feel all sorts of emotions. From making an eye contact with a total stranger—Elia—and being inj

id there? I'

more attention. Yet, he speaks English fluently; like he was born here. Suddenly, I start to see his face in my mind as he smi

lance makes me go

eins. It was something, surely something but what attracts me most is the way he looks at me. It is

wing the voices—which is downstairs. My eyes widen at the sight I see. Am I dreaming or is this reality? The living room is modernly

a hurry, I see a glimpse of s

turn around to look at what's behind. Furrowing my brows, I groan at my own stupidity. What the hell, Rose? You

und in surprise. I take a better look at him and see that he is probably in his sixties.

I answer, ''

the sudden awkwardness but there isn't much to say to him—I'm not really good when it comes to start

re handing it to me, ''He left you a message.'' And he starts

ht before opening the envelope and unfolding the paper. A smirk appears on my face as I see how he has a neat ha

ned last night, I truly regret it. It wasn't thoughtful of me to inject drugs into y

you soo

rely,

e ground, I try to close my eyes and calm myself down. This has all changed into something different—literally. My life has alwa

t back to reality. This isn't happening. I can't be thinking about him all the time; this really isn't happening. What k

miserably when I realise that the more I try, the more I see. ''Great, he must've casted a spell.'' I laugh, feel

ht.

tion is this? Wait, why am I even calling this a connection? I'm really going insane. Nope, I'm very insane. I hav

ok down on the ground—completely embarrassed that he might've saw

nstance, his eye colour and the depth of his eyes, his perfectly shaped jaw. Yet, he looks youn

s. He chuckles all of a sudden, grabbing my attention, ''It's not everyday that you see a woman s

say. My mind goes entirely blank but I don't feel uncomfortable. All I feel is the awkward tensio

he has a dimple on his left cheek, ''

name, ''I didn't know

throat and I shake my head in denial, earning another

rson.'' I stutter, ''We barely even know each other.'' I add, making E

tside.'' Then, he points at the other room, ''But when I came in and I hear someone t

embarrassing. Let's just f

ile, knowing that he's younger and seems cheerful to be around. Yet, you can

of a sudden, he grabs my hand before pecking at the back of i

king a left turn. I did see his last smile before he truly was gone from my sight. Great. Just grea

yes as soon as I feel my back on the bed—somehow enjoying the comfort. Honestly, I can't seem to get El

l pass. I thought be

few times as I try to adjust my vision from blurring. Turning around on the bed, I

uess I was wrong. My life here was a bore—I did nothing really. Spent most of my day in this room and A

t would turn out to be mysterious and that I would get caught for invading but honestly, they were just rooms.

might b

kn

t just boring old pictures but pictures of Elia, Elliot and another man I can't comprehend who. The three of

same but they have

Elia's baby pictures. He was really cute and chubby; his cheeks, I wish I could just pinch them. Being in that hall, I

t really understand. I've never had the chance to understand. I barely even remember my own childhood. I don't even remember my parents

hy I'm Gonzales'

eyes more. She must've been Elia's mother, who else could she be because she was there when Elia was a child. There were

anding up and change into a plain black shirt and black skinny jeans. Alfred has given me the cl

rs—realising that I don't really have anything to do, honestly. Making my way towards the back of the mansion

o I make my way there; looking around as I do. I'm impressed by to be honest, this place is huge. No

. My lips curve up into a smile as I walk towards each one of them and I stop as I see one that caught

towards her and look straight into h

. They look like they are well taken care of. I've never had the chance to be near anyt

und to see Elia leaning his side against the wooden door. My hand drops do

e days.'' I say and he walks closer towards me, a smile ap

od, is he always like this? Does he enjoy looking into someone's eyes with such meaning or is it jus

ood thing that he couldn't see my nervousness because that would be pretty embarrassing. All of a su

e.'' He says, as he

nd pulls out a dark brown horse—before walking out to the front. I follow behind, slowly, eyeing his every mo

ng at me, ''Go on.'' He points and I turn around to get on her but I fail as I don't really

ld I know how to ride one? I clear my throat, ''Well, it's harder than I thought.'' I sa

rse before?'' He

head, ''N

ts and I do as told. ''Foot here.'' He says again and I didn't bother to disagree even though we ar

els like the whole world is silencing as it's only Elia and I. My heart starts to beat faster at our closeness—b

?'' He ask

n as he picks me up and place me on the horse. My eyes widen—not really expecting him to lift me up but hey,

ies, ''Okay, yo

ty does nothing. I mean, does she not like me because I'm doing my best here. Awkwardly shifting on her

's not working

ont. To my surprise, he gets up on the horse and currently sitting behind me. I immediately l

t move. ''You have to go gentle with her.'' He says, quite close to my ear and I just nod as an answer,

you did this on pu

vibrates; which does nothing to ease my nervousness but I'll live. We keep quiet as we just move slowly; not even knowing where we are going. I

t running and I laugh; not really knowing why but the excitement really makes me feel something. The wind b

s alright a

horse—making me look at him. He picks me up next before putting me down. Tucking strands of

up to see Elia standing near me, ''Are you okay?'' He asks, giving me his hand and as soon as I grab his hand, I

from laughing, he joins me. I have both of my hands on face—covering them because I know I'll go red whenever I la

straight at me. He seems to be out of breath and so am I. We both continue to s

g to happen next but I don't feel like stopping him. It might be a sudden act, a sudden kiss but it feels like I wanted to

ll has gott

drops of water on my forehead which causes him to back away slightly. I look up and see that the sky is getting dar

As soon as we reach the stable, he closes the wooden door and he looks around to see that black beauty had went here b

the back as he chuckles,

the other side—taking two towels. He gives me one and I take i

ove away. Second, Elia falls on top of me because he slipped for no absolute reason. Third, he was leaning in and he was trying to kiss me and I wasn't e

nd see that the rain has stopped. Is it just me or is this day just getting weirder

'' He mutters

e's nothing to talk about. Even if we start a conversation, it might end up as an awkward one. Not because we don't know

you think that you're any better

ent, though. Th

has been calling out for me. ''Did you sa

ke, asking you to get ins

e door behind us. Within seconds, Alfred starts to show up of out nowhere, ''Oh sir, you're s

Alfred, heading upstairs. I don't need to stay and make things awkward so I'

nd, to see him catching up to me. Right now, he's standing right next to me, close enoug

on his arm before realising what I just did. He looks down at me with a surprised smi

other. Then, I hurry myself towards my room, not even glancing back at him. Closing the door behind me, I

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