Liberoses

#4: Preparation

“Wedding will be run in The Esia hotel building. It's about a week away. Dan—” The person who works as a WO continues to provide information that is not important to me.

I just daydreamed of letting that guy chatter.

Losing yourself again, huh? I muttered inwardly, that Light blonde haired guy also seemed to be unconcerned. He still plays his phone.

The staff seemed to notice every inch that the WO said. I put my hand on my cheek as I started to play the phone.

There's an incoming message.

I frowned. No one knows my personal mobile number except Mr. Franklin, his family, and.

Unknown number: Hi? This is Kaylina, isn't it? I'm Jeff.

Jeffery disgusting. I chose to block the contact. But several numbers contacted him, with the same message. Disappointed, I chose to reply to the message.

Me: no. Who's Kaylina?

Unknown number: oh? Sorry I got the wrong number. Ii'm sorry.

I hold back a smile. Cover it with the back of my hand.

Stupid jerk. Idiots.

Without me noticing, the Light blonde haired guy glanced at me while raising his eyebrows in surprise.

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“Where are you?” The man cried out in the elevator. Yeah, it's time to go home, and it just so happened that we were in one elevator, both of us.

“Rome.” My heart was indifferent, my gaze straight ahead without looking at him.

Piipp! Pip's! The alarm from my phone rang, it was time for medicine.

I took one blue pack while taking several different pills.

I swallowed it, exhaling a long breath.

“Borderline Personality Disorder/BPD.” The boy muttered softly, he nodded his head in a moment before finally staring ahead.

“What?”

“You have Borderline Personality Disorder/BPD disease right? Hence taking Antidepressants, Antipsychotics, and mood balancing drugs.” The guy's reply was smooth.

I nodded slowly.

“Yes. Congratulations you are right.” reply me indifferent. Looks like the guy accidentally saw the writing on his pack. Justjust wonderful.

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I walked out of the building and opened my car door. My phone shook just after I entered the car. Messages, again.

Unknown number: Kay, let's not lie. I know it's you! Why don't you go to work? I didn't find you today.

I rolled my eyes. The message continues.

Unknown number: Kay, I miss youuuu!

I suddenly got nauseous. I opened my car door and slammed my phone. Let it. I'm lazy to respond to that lunatic.

The sound of cell phone shards sounded quite loud so that some visitors noticed.

“Crazy! It's the latest phone. Why slammed?”

“Gosh!”

I turned the eyeballs off, tacky. I quickly stepped on the gas as I left this place.

It was a bad day.

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Goddamnit!! The nightmare again!

I threw the blanket down from the bed. The alarm was broken to pieces, too late.

I took the alarm flakes and threw them away.

What can I do. I have to change this alarm tomorrow.

I took a short breath while walking out. I need a quiet place.

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The cool night breeze started gently rubbing my face. I closed my eyes for a moment while enjoying the breath.

Cool. Rooftop is always fun at night. Lonely and fun.

The clock is at 03:30. It is too early to start the activity. I sat in the Rooftop chair and sighed.

“I love you, Kay.” The guy said. In the middle of the night wind.

“A—aku—”

“Please, give me a chance. I won't hurt you, I sweat.”

I laughed blandly. My eyes are still very fixed staring at the night sky decorated with stars, beautiful.

“I always knew you were the best

The coolest girl I know

So pretier than all the rest

The star of my show

So many times I wanted

You'd be the one for me

But never know you'd get like this.” the guy sings the song “Favorite girl” from Justin Bieber quietly.

The class noticed it. I was beating without interest.

The guy still sang. Looking at me, why this?

“You're my special little lady

The one that makes me crazy

Of all the girls I've ever known

It's you, it's you

My favorite, my favorite

My favorite girl, my favorite girl

My favorite girl.” The man exhaled while shifting his eyes.

“Kay, will you be mine?” I round my eyes in shock.

“CIEEEEE!!”

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Still on the same rooftop. I took a breath for a moment.

“And that was my biggest mistake, bastard.”