Chapter 11

I'm here in the living room, bored watching a movie. It's been two days since Logan left.

I was tired of getting up to grab a snack from the refrigerator. I grabbed yogurt and chocolates.

I went back to the living room to watch again. I was just dumbfounded watching TV while eating. I just came back to reality when I bit my tongue.

"Ouch!" I complained and stopped eating. I looked at the chocolate I was eating and I didn't know why I accidentally put it on the table.

"Why am I thinking of him?" I asked myself angrily.

Ever since he left, I can no longer understand myself. I'm happy because he's gone but, I felt something strange as if I was looking for him.

I fell down on the sofa.

*Kriiiiinggggg*

The phone rang in the library. I heard that because the library is always open.

Hilda went there immediately. I frowned because she closed the door so, I couldn't hear it.

Weird because she's not like this. I just let it go because maybe it's for her private life.

It seems that someone calls the library every day and only Hilda answers there.

Because it was boring in the living room, I have decided to just go to the bedroom to sleep.

When I opened the room, I immediately laid down on my bed, and closed my eyes to sleep. I changed my place a few times before I could sleep but I couldn't sleep.

I opened my eyes and looked straight at the ceiling.

I looked at the ceiling dumbfounded, but I didn't expect Logan to suddenly enter my mind again.

I pulled my hair and got up from bed.

"Argh! You stupid brain, why are you always thinking about him?" I said angrily as I banged my head.

I was stunned again, and when I tried to lie down again, I still couldn't sleep so I decided to just get up and entertain myself. Since my room was clean, I just took my make up kit and looked in the mirror. I started to put make up on my face and tried to forget about Logan.

I was successful because I'm already enjoying putting make-up so, I didn't think about him anymore. I put the blush on back in the drawer then smiled to face the mirror. I finished my make-up so, I opened my closet to choose what dress to wear.

I chose a red bodycon dress, and pair it with a red high heels.

I looked at the mirror again and scanned my body. My body fits perfectly in this bodycon dress so I got my phone and took a photo.

After taking enough pictures, I noticed that something was missing. I looked at my collar bone and noticed that the necklace was missing. I immediately approached my desk and looked in my jewelry box to choose what to wear.

I chose a necklace with a female pendant but, before I could get it, I looked at the one next to it. It's an oval shape and it has diamond pendant in the center. It looks old but it's still attractive. It is no longer as brilliant as my other necklaces. I just stared at it for a long time wondering why I had this necklace.

Then I suddenly remembered something.

"This is what I saw in the sea" I said.

It was that time when my fiancé had to come here but he came late, this is what I saw hanging on a sharp rock. I nodded to make sure what I was thinking was correct.

But, why do I feel like I've been seeing it for a long time, as if it came from me and then it disappeared and saw something like that again.

I grabbed my head when it hurt. I first felt if it would last but, it didn't last so I could breathe easily.

I wore a necklace I saw in the sea. I don't know why but, I suddenly make decisions that I'm going to wear this necklace.

I took pictures again and posted it on my Instagram. After I did what I wanted, I took off the dress and erased the make up. The last thing I took off was the necklace because I was stunned by it.

My head hurts again so I went to bed to sleep.

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"Ma'am, here's your juice." Hilda said, and put the food tray on the table.

"Thanks, Hilda!" I said to her.

I took the food and started eating it.

I just woke up and here I am again, watching a movie in the living room.

It's 4:15 pm now, night is almost here again. It's a very easy time. Later, I will go back to sleep and wake up again.

I took the yogurt and opened it. I just focused on the movie even though I was bored. I wasn't like this before, even though I was watching a movie, I wasn't bored because I was with Logan.

"Ouch!" I reacted because of what I did.

I slapped myself because of what I was thinking.

I think I'm losing my mind.

I shook my head as if he was going to disappear from my mind when I did that.

I turned to Netflix to watch Korean drama instead. I saw this drama with a title "Nevertheless", it seems good so I tried watching it. I was so focused and enjoying the drama that I forgot everything and my boredom is gone.

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I went to bed immediately after I took a shower.

I picked up my pbone and scrolled through Facebook. Only artists came out because they are the only ones I love and followed.

I was busy looking at the pictures when someone texted.

From: 09*********

"Hello! Are you still awake? How are you?"

I frowned when I read the text. I didn't reply because I didn't know who's texting me.

I opened my Spotify to listen some music. I chose "Butterfly" by BTS. The song is too good. I couldn't understand the lyrics but I was enjoying it. My mood lifted up but someone ruined it. I got a text again from an unknown number.

From: 09*********

"Why aren't you replying? It's impossible for you to be asleep now because it's still early. I just wanted to know how you are."

This time, I was nervous. Who is this? Why does he seem to know me? Is this Logan? No way! He doesn't know my number.

I immediately dropped my phone and placed it on the table next to my bed.

I just looked at the ceiling, I continued listening to music while wondering who it was. I turned my gaze to my phone when it rang.

I knew it was the unknown number who texted again so, I restrained myself from looking at his text but, I don't know, as if my phone has a magnet and little by little my hand came closer to pick up the phone.

I got startled and I quickly got up when I read the text.

From: 09 *********

"You should text me back, Vianne. I'm your fiancé. It's me, Logan. Please, don't ignore me. I miss you!"

My heart beats faster but, not because of nervousness. I don't know why my heart raced.

My hands seem to have a mind of their own because they moved to type on my phone.

To: 09 *********

"Huh!? Are you forcing me to reply!? And wait, how did you get my number? I don't remember giving you my number."

I pressed send and my phone rang again.

From: 09 *********

"I got your number from your mom. I asked her because I wanted to talk to you and so I can know how you are." He replied.

I closed my eyes in annoyance at what I read.

Mom! Why are you torturing me? I was about to reply when he texted again.

"I'm not forcing you. All I said was, you should text me back. I'm your fiancé. You were the one who voluntarily replied to me." He said in a text.

Could not paint my face in annoyance because of his text.

To: 09 *********

"Ok, fine! You didn't force me anymore! Delete this number and do not reply to this message. I don't like talking to you."

I let go of my phone again but I immediately picked it up when it rang.

From: 09 *********

"I'm sorry. I just want to say hello to you. Are you okay? Didn't you miss me? Because I missed you!"

I somehow felt butterflies in my stomach when I read his message. I looked at my phone for a long time before I replied.

To: 09 *********

"I'm fine. Don't message me anymore, I'm going to sleep."

Even before I could lie down, it rang again so I looked at it annoyed, and replied to him.

I don't know why I can't stop myself from replying to him.

I kept getting annoyed to reply to him but in the minutes that passed I didn't realize that I was smiling.

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Third Person's POV

A man sits comfortably in a swivel chair while drinking wine.

*Kriiiinnggggg*

He stopped drinking and answered the call.

"Sir, it's confirmed that Logan is sending them to investigate" said the person on the other line.

"Ok" was its calm answer and turned off the call.

He drank wine again while looking at a glass wall in his office.

"So, he's making a move, huh?!" he smirk, seeing in his eyes the burning anger.

He drank wine again and took the picture on his table.

A woman is in the photo that he's holding.

"Hmm, we haven't seen each other in a long time ..." the man looked at her face carefully.

"Looks like we need to get along" a demonic smile was etched on its lips.

It stood up and opened a folder and took there a photograph of the man.

"You look good together." he said as he set aside the photo of the woman and man.

It smiled as it lit up the two photos. Simultaneously with the disappearance of the photograph was the disappearance of its smiles and was replaced by the burning anger etched in its eyes.

"But you're better off when you're next to each other's coffin."

A devilish laugh filled an office.