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Chapter 149: Every Single Thing With You Is Real

Chapter 149: Every Single Thing With You Is Real

Marshall

For all of summer, I had looked forward to classes starting again but when I walked into corporate finance class earlier, I didn’t feel the same spark I had felt on Monday before everything had happened. I wasn’t as focused as I should have been and the usual passion I had for teaching just

wasn’t there. My mind was too cluttered, too chaotic to steer my attention towards my work.

There was someone much more important to me than my job on my mind and she was hurt by us.

Angelia had every second to be mad at all of us, while I hadn’t known she was a student at my

school, I did know about Riccardo hiring a private investigator. Truth be told, when he had

assured us he would use a private investigator and I hadn’t done anything to stop him. So, while

he might have been the one to actually do it, we had been the ones encouraging him because we

were just as desperate to find the one who had caught our attention. As I finished preparing some

course material after classes, I once again checked my phone like I had been doing much more

frequently these past few days. A jolt went through me when I saw I had gotten a couple of

notifications but I didn’t let myself hope too much. Riccardo and Kingston both had been peppering my phone with messages and trying to get me to talk to them. I knew I couldn’t stay mad at them forever but they had let me down and it wasn’t something I could forget easily.

One of the notifications was in fact a message from Kingston but my eyes zeroed in on the one from Angelia. She had texted me, I thought with a healthy mix of apprehension and relief. Whatever she had to say, good or bad, I would take it as long as she talked to me. My heart

thundered as I clicked in on her message.

‘We need to talk, meet me at Oriental park at five.

She told me where at the park I would find her but that was it, still, she wanted to meet and that had to be good, right? At least, she wasn’t blocking our numbers and never talking to us again. This was a great start, it had to be. Seeing the time, I noted that I had an hour before I had to be there and not wanting to risk being late, I decided to pack my things and leave now. Since Monday, I had hoped for the opportunity to talk to her and now that I was going to, I was suddenly nervous. This might be the only chance I would get and I couldn’t fuck it up, no

pressure.

Forty minutes later I found myself at the entrance of the park she had asked us to meet. Following her instructions, I turned left and walked down the trail. The sun made the suit I was wearing uncomfortably hot even after I had abandoned both the jacket and tie in the car. I walked by a family with their children running ahead and chasing each other. They made such a beautiful

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picture of a future I longed for. I had never had the traditional family, with two loving present parents but I craved for the time I could give my children what I never had. I didn’t need the

‘traditional, though, just the loving part. I was so lost in the imaginary future that it took a second before I saw her standing just a few feet away. My breath hitched and my feet stopped moving. At the moment, it felt like I hadn’t seen her in weeks and as much as I had missed her, I hadn’t

known how much until I was looking right at her.

She was absolutely breathtaking with the sun painting her hair golden. I couldn’t see more than her side profile but there was a sadness to her that squeezed my heart. For a short while, I just

stood there, taking her in. She was standing right by the lake, holding a bag of what looked to be pallet food, presumably for the ducks currently swimming near her. This was the place she had

been telling me about. This was where she sought refuge when she wanted to get away from all

the noise. My eyes found the pallet of food again, remembering that she used to feed ducks with

her grandmother. They had been here for their last time before her grandmother passed away.

When I looked back up at her face, she had turned towards me and her eyes locked on mine. The

intensity of her sadness hit me like a fucking train and I suck in a breath. We did that, we caused

that.

It was hard watching her like this with palpable sadness written along the slight frown at her lips,

in the redness around her eyes and the blotchy nose. It was even harder knowing I was the cause

of it. As we sat down, I kept space between us, not wanting to make her uncomfortable. It was

plain torture having her this close but out of reach. She was staring straight ahead at the lake,

avoiding any sort of eye contact.

“I am sorry,” I whispered, breaking the silence between us.

“I wish I could express how sorry I am but there is no word for it.”

Tears glinted in her beautiful eyes and gosh, the sight hurt me deeply.

“We should have told you.. ” I began but she interrupted me.

“Then why didn’t you? Why didn’t you tell me? The night we met…I thought we were strangers but I wasn’t a stranger to you, was I?” Her voice cracked as she spoke and her pain seeping through, it was unbearable to listen to.

“Not a complete stranger, no.” I responded honestly and as honest as I should have been right

from the start.

“What did you know about me? What did you find out about me before we even talked to each

other?”

Just thinking about how much we had actually kept from her made me sick especially now that

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we had to face up to it. The words were stuck in my throat but I still forced them out.

“The night of the open house, we saw you talking to Jolene and we found out from her that you were a submissive and that you couldn’t afford the membership. The bouncers told me your name and age.” I swallowed, feeling so fucking ashamed.

“From the private investigator, we learned that you studied Business Administration and that you moved to the city two years ago and that you were from Abakaliki.” I continued and didn’t stop until I had told her everything, we hadn’t known much but it was enough. Tears were spilling down her cheeks by the time I was done.

“You knew my entire background and you thought it was okay? What if I had been hospitalized for a suicide attempt or if I had been raped and it was documented? The private investigator must have been able to get a hold of the records if he dug enough. Would that have been okay for you to know about without my permission?”

“No, it wasn’t okay.” I whispered, guilt ate at me at the thought of how we had violated her privacy.

“No, it wasn’t.” She agreed.

“Then, why did you do it?” I shook my head.

“There is no reason or excuse for what we did. The only thing I can say is that no one else held all of our interest before you. There was this…connection I felt the second I laid eyes on you and I know the guys felt it too.”