ELLA AND MICHAEL
Excuse me, Are you Ella's Writer?
Michael immediately ordered two glasses of hot americano at the cash register to warm the body.
As Ella sat alone waiting for Michael, it was unexpected that there was a male fan greeting her there.
“Excuse me, Miss. Are you Ella's writer? Oh, my God, that's right. I didn't expect to see you here.”
“You know me?” ask Ella.
“Of course. I've been a fan of yours for a long time. Wait a minute.”
The man took out his business card and gave it to Ella.
“This is my business card.”
Ella received the card and,
“CEO?”
It turned out that the man was a CEO at an ad magazine company.
Michael who saw a man approaching Ella also began to show a displeased face.
He rushes to bring the americano he had ordered, and returns to the table with Ella.
“Is she your boyfriend?” ask the man.
“Not. He's just my acquaintance.”
Ella purposely replied like that so she could see Michael's reaction.
And sure enough, Michael's face was even more scowling and displeased, when Ella said it.
“Please sit!” Ella let the man sit next to her.
“Then, excuse me.”
“Summer last year, we had your fairytale book event. You don't remember?”
“I just saw you from a distance that time. I can't believe I met you here.”
“Maybe this is called fate,” Ella said that made Michael hotter, Michael,
“Hahaha. Is that so? Hopefully with that destiny, we can keep in touch.”
Ella smiled at the man.
“Let's eat together, if you have free time.”
“Good. Whenever you want,” replied Ella.
“Then, please write your phone number here.”
The man took his notebook and took out a very nice and fashionable pen, then gave it to Ella.
While holding the man's pen, Ella was eager to have it, as it had a spiky model and shape, like other pointed objects that she was very fond of.
The man looked very happy, when he got Ella's number.
The man asks Michael to take a picture with Ella.
“Yes. Sure.”
With a heavy heart, Michael received the man's cell phone.
“One, two..”
“Your hand is on the waist..”
As Michael was about to take a picture, he saw the man's hands begin to embrace Ella's waist.
“Hands on waist? Alright.”
Ella makes Michael even more jealous by pulling the man's hand around his waist.
“Already. That way? Come portrait.”
Michael photographed them with a few shots and gave them back to the man.
When the man had left, and had finished his coffee, they came out of the tavern and,
“You're good with your fans,” Michael said.
“Tom says, every time I smile, I sell one book.”
“Author just needs to write. No need to sell. You shouldn't give your phone number to strangers.”
“I can't stand it, Michael. I like the cool.”
“Cool said you?”
“Why?” ask Ella.
“Report home. I have to get back to work.”
“Are you jealous?”
“Jealous what? I'm late because of you.”
“Keren what? The guy's ridiculous
Michael left Ella in front of the store and muttered alone.
When Michael was gone, Ella took out the pen that belonged to the man she had taken.
“Cool once this pen.”
Ella kept looking at the sharp, pointed shape of the pen.
***
At the OLDER hospital, Jane's mother was eating with Tom.
I don't know what Tom would have planned for that.
