Surrender

Megan looked at the beautiful flowers around her tiny house. The fragrance of the flowers wafted into his senses of smell. Megan stood up, breathing in the cool air. He looked up at the trees, the house was at the foot of the hill. Tiny but very well maintained. He has been living there for five months. Avoid all injuries. Living alone comfortably. Once a week, an aunt would come to visit and bring food stock. Aunt?

Yes, Megan has made peace with them. Arthur had made it all happen without Megan knowing. He remembered that time when he returned to France, he returned to his home, he was determined to seize his own rights without Arthur's help. However, when he opened the door, what he found were three people kneeling before him.

"Megan, you're finally home." Auntie rushed over, hugged Megan with watery eyes, then dropped to her knees again.

"What is this?" Megan backed away, afraid this was just Aunt's cunning ploy.

"Mehan, for God's sake we are sorry. We will return everything to you. We have promised Mr. Arthur to return everything to you. We have been waiting for you for a long time. And grandmother's death, it was because of my negligence Megan, she fell when her asthma flared up. I accidentally threw it away. The medicine that time, Megan. He was out of breath, I really didn't mean to. Please, don't jail Aunty. Please, take your treasure again, Megan, Aunty won't be mean to you again." Aunt hugged Megan's legs tightly. Megan was at a loss for what to do. He choked, not expecting Arthur to really help him.

"Forgive us Megan, please tell Master Arthur we won't be mean to you again." This time it was uncle's voice that was heard. Christie was silent, not daring to look at Megan.

Megan knelt down, she held her shoulder and then hugged her with tears already flowing.

"Never mind, Bi, I ... I have forgiven you. Sorry, I also thought you had killed Grandma." Megan's voice trembled. Aunt hugs him tightly.

"Megan, thank you, your kindness is so noble, you still want to forgive us after our bad treatment to you first. Megan, come back to this house, Auntie has returned the assets to you, everything is in a letter signed with stamp duty. We will leave the house this, will not bring anything, according to the agreement with master Arthur at that time if you have returned," said aunty looking at Megan.

"No, ma'am, you guys stay here. Now I need your help," Megan said as she turned around.

"Why, Meg? We really did give all this back to you, don't you believe it?" Aunt approached Megan, trying to reassure her niece.

"I don't care about all this anymore, ma'am. I just want to save my life now."

"What do you mean, Megan? You really don't understand."

"Hide me from master Arthur, Bi."

Aunt stared at Megan in amazement.

"What happened, Meg?"

"I don't want Mr. Artyr to control me again, ma'am. Hide me somewhere far away. If he or his people come, act like I'm not back yet," Megan replied quivering.

"Are you sure?" Aunt looked at him doubtfully.

Megan nodded firmly. They have to move fast!

And that very afternoon, they took Megan to a hill country. Far from people's homes. They bought the house from a landlord. Everything went fast and in a hurry.

Aunt would come once a week to visit Megan, bring her food supplies and invite her to hang out.

"Are you sure you want to live here alone, Megan?" Auntie asked worriedly.

"Yes, ma'am, there's nothing to worry about," said Mrgan with a small smile. "Remember, Bi, don't ever tell Master Arthur where I am or his people. Act like I'm not back yet." Megan gripped Aunt's fingers. Their hands were cold against the hill breeze. Auntie nodded, tears welling up in their eyes.

Megan stared at the misty hills with teary eyes as she remembered it all. Arthur, how Megan missed him so much. Every day holding back the pain of wanting to meet. I felt a sense of desire when I remembered the first time they made out.

But Megan doesn't want to be trapped anymore. Arthur could no longer control it. Even though Megan missed him so much, he would allow himself to be tormented. If that's the only option.

"Bee, if I could turn back time, I'd like to meet you long before this."

Megan's memories returned, when Arthur was at the villa with her.

"I must have been very young then, Mr. Arthur." Megan laughed.

"It's okay, if you're a kid I'll tie you in an engagement ring first," Arthur replied, stroking Megan's hair.

"At that time, I must have been funny," said Megan.

"Yes, you must be very chatty too," Arthur replied quickly.

"You suck!" Megan said, pursing her lips.

"But you like it," Arthur replied again.

Megan wiped her tears again, Arthur's memories were so much even though their acquaintance was quite short.

It's not easy for me to forget you, you mean a lot to me. But it's better if we don't see each other again. Because I don't want us to be hurt even more.

If I could turn back time, I would not want to accept Mrs. Amber's offer at that time. Because at first, I thought I would only play the role of your bed partner, but what happened was unexpected. Love comes suddenly. Hitting so hard my defense wall.

You think I'm not trying to get rid of this feeling? I just don't know, how hard I tried to kill every pistil of love that grew. But, the more I tried to kill him, the more love gripped me in all my wounds.

Sir, for me you are a wound as well as a healer that I like. I hope you are fine without me. That's how it should be, right?

Megan thought inwardly. Telling all the sorrows on the hill wind. It was cold, just like his heart right now.

Megan stepped into the tiny house full of flowers. He turned on the light, so the quiet atmosphere wasn't too scary when it was dark. This twilight is the umpteenth twilight that witnessed the wound continue to open. There is no cure, other than time that might bring them together again someday.

When there was a knock on the door, Megan stepped back. There's no way auntie came. This is not the time for him to visit. Megan opened the door to find a simple man standing with something in his hand. Maira smiled, besides aunt, there is one more person who knows this place.

"Mr. Evans, please come in." Megan invited Evans to sit in the living room. The man who had been close to her for three months, often brought her food. The man who accidentally met her while she was shopping for fruit at the market. The man who loves her too. The man who doesn't know what story made Megan end up in this remote and hidden place.