บท 9: Some clarity
I nervously bit my lips, a habit that always surfaced when I felt anxious. Benjamin's eyes met mine, his gaze unwavering as he waited for my reply.
"You know, you just mentioned how attractive I looked and it makes me happy to know that my wife sees it too." A slight smile played on his lips as he loosened his tie ever so slightly, adding to the allure of the moment.
Caught in his captivating gaze, I found myself entranced by his perfect lips, unable to look away. I couldn't help but wonder what was happening to me. What was wrong with me?
"You know," Benjamin cautioned, his voice filled with concern, "you really should stop doing that."
I looked at him, my brows furrowed in confusion. What did I do to warrant such a cautionary remark?
"I don't understand," I replied, my voice tinged with uncertainty. The air between us grew heavy with unanswered questions leaving me yearning for clarity.
"That thing you do with ur lips, just stop it," he said bluntly, his words hitting me like a sudden gust of wind. I was stunned and taken aback by his straightforwardness. "Why?" I managed to ask, my voice filled with confusion.
"Just don't do it." He responded
I couldn't quite grasp the meaning behind his words but I didn't want to dwell on them. At that moment, the waiter arrived with a tantalizing spread of mouthwatering dishes. The table was adorned with a variety of delectable delicacies, each more tempting than the last and the sweet aroma filled the air. My stomach rumbled in anticipation but I didn't want to appear impolite by diving in first. I glanced at Benjamin who gave me a nod of approval. With that signal, I eagerly grabbed my fork and piled my plate with the irresistible spaghetti. It seemed like there was enough food to feed a small army and I couldn't help but wonder why Benjamin had ordered so much. Ah, the extravagance of the wealthy! They certainly have a knack for indulgence, don't they?
I devoured the food hungrily, savoring every bite and sip until my stomach couldn't hold another morsel. I was famished and now completely satisfied. As I finished, I noticed Benjamin was already done with his meal. He glanced at me with that mysterious look he often gives me. It's as if he has a thousand thoughts running through his mind but I can never quite decipher them.
"Now that you're done," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "let's dive into the exciting topic of our wedding!"
"What?" I coughed, caught off guard by his unexpected words. "Our wedding?!" I exclaimed, my mind racing to comprehend what he meant.
"You know, my parents might have their suspicions, so I'm thinking we should plan a wedding that truly showcases our love, not just on paper."
"I can't do that, I mean, after we eventually have a divorce, who would want to be with me after being married to you."
I couldn't fathom going through with such a charade, knowing that it would eventually end in divorce. The thought of the aftermath, the judgment and the uncertainty overwhelmed me. My mind spun in a whirlwind of confusion and panic. What would I say to Sasha, my dear friend who had been there for me through thick and thin? Everything was happening so suddenly.
Benjamin remained silent, his gaze fixed on me. It was clear that he wasn't one to speak much and in the past day, I had become a constant source of turmoil in his life. He had a upper hand in this situation and I knew I had to find a way to convince him. I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts and summoning the courage to sway him to my side.
"I think we should take a step back and not rush into this. It would be best if we keep our marriage a secret for at least two months," I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. I couldn't bring myself to look at Benjamin so I shifted my gaze towards the elegant calligraphy on the wall. There was an undeniable intensity in his presence that made me feel exposed, like he had the power to unravel all my vulnerabilities.
"Okay," he said, getting up from his seat. "Let's go." He stood there, waiting for me to join him. I blinked twice, surprised by his lack of resistance. I had anticipated an argument but it never came. There was something about him that I couldn't quite grasp. I needed to unravel the mystery of this guy. With a gentle rise, I stood up and followed him as we ventured outside.
We hopped into the car, not a clue where we were headed cause honestly, I didn't care anymore. The second I sank into the seat, a wave of sleepiness hit me hard. I struggled to keep my eyes open, taking in the vibrant sights of the bustling streets. The sun had long passed its zenith when we finally departed from the cozy confines of the restaurant. At this time of the day, folks were hustling and bustling, each with their own place to be.
Letting out a big yawn, I leaned my head back, thinking I'd just rest my eyes for a bit. Today had drained me mentally and I wasn't ready for anything else. Little did I know I was in for a surprise. Instead of a job, I ended up getting hitched!
I closed my eyes, my mind swirling with thoughts of what to say to Sasha. How could I possibly lie to her? It goes against everything I believe in. But the contract... it forbids me from sharing the truth with anyone. What am I supposed to do? Today has been a rollercoaster of self-doubt and confusion. Maybe taking a moment to rest wouldn't be such a bad idea. With my eyes closed, I could still sense the world around me. The sound of Benjamin's fingers tapping on the keypad echoed in the air, a sign that he was lost in his phone once again. Perhaps a simple rest could provide some clarity. It couldn't hurt, right?
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