"Hm yeah" Cornelius replied after I had asked him if he was okay.
"It's obvious you aren't" I was really sad, I know he was heartbroken when she told us that she cheated but not to this extent.
"Wanna talk about it?" I asked as I sat on the swing next to him.
"Can I?" He said looking at me tearily.
"Of course, if I didn't want to talk I wouldn't be looking for you very early while others are snoring their lives out" I giggled.
He smiled back. I was glad he did.
"To be honest, I don't mind if she cheated. In all truth i did like her and I was sad that she did but she broke up herself saying she felt guilty even though I told her it was okay that I forgave her and in less than a week she found another person. I felt used and stupid. She really hurt my feelings you know, stepped on my ego, self pride and worth" he said with his eyes on the grass.
"I would be lying if I say i understood but it is true that you were easy to let go off. She was not a good person in the first place and you knew that but love is just blind i guess. You have to heal, take your mind off stuffs and love again. I can't believe I'm saying this" I laughed, surprised of myself.
He echoed a laughter in return.
"That's more like it " I said, "now let's go before those two wakes up and start asking questions" I patted him briefly but he pulled me in for a hug.
Of course I didn't like that and he knows.
"Thank you Evie" he finally said.
"You welcome and you could thank me few feet away from me" I said as I struggled out of his grip.
He laughed and said "as always" muffling my hair.
I cringed and ran inside.
Ew.
I hate hugs and touchy touchy.
It's the curse that that man left me with.
I only once hugged someone in the last 2 years that man died.
My therapist.
Now that I think of it, I kind of miss her.
I knew I would that's why I hugged her, I didn't like it but I went through with it.
I really didn't like too much touchy-touchy, I was very sensitive.
The weekend was a usual one, joking around, swimming in the pool because of the heat and quarrels.
Nothing really eventful except i had managed to get my man's picture and googled him.
Got his social media account and messaged him, before I did tho, I stalked him and watched all his videos. He was a superstar, he acted, sang and model, his parents were rich too and he just moved from US to the UK.
He seemed he wasn't under any agencies and yet he made it this big.
Well, money can make you a house from a stone.
I'm not surprised.
I messaged him and waited for his reply under the disguise of a brand that had an offer for him, hoping I could get his number.
"Hi" I texted.
1 whole hour later, he replied or they replied?
"Good day, this is Mr Walter's manager how can I be of assistance?"
I was disappointed, I managed to talk the manager into believing that I was placing an offer, unfortunately for me the manager gave me his own number instead.
Too bad.
I need to find a way.
Tesla!
I can just hack into her phone and look for his number, God knows what she saved it with.
I went into her phone immediately and managed to find his number that was saved as "My Berry"
What the f.
Ew.
Spit him out please.
I don't actually care even if she saves his name as my husband for life, he's mine now so continue to daydream.
I sneak peek into their chats and realize my man ghosts her more than he ignores his shadow.
Doesn't reply on time, reads her chats and tells her to grow up.
I mean I don't blame him.
She was tooooo clingy.
She's just gonna f him and leave him like she left Cornelius.
I will get her for that though.
I finally messaged him and i was surprised, he replied almost immediately.
Daniel Walter's POV
I had just finished a shoot and was resting when I saw a message pop in.
It was an unknown number so I was curious who could have access to my very private number.
Usually I wouldn't reply probably block the person but the next message was eye catching for me.
I just had to reply.