THE OWEN HEART BEAT

OWEN-90

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On his return to Milan, Owen went straight to the apartment. He ignored all the work he was supposed to report to his father, for the sake of what he thought was far more important. I met Mia.

He had to ask in person what was really going on and what was the reason the woman had been in Elston's company all night.

Although he knew his actions might be considered excessive, and too meddling, but Owen did not care. He just wanted to know if Mia was really with the man or if it was just a mistake.

If he didn't ask directly, then it felt like he would go crazy. Thinking about things without knowing what was really going on had really made Owen feel frustrated throughout the day.

If they did that, then,..

Goddamnit! Argha! Really fucking!

Owen was not willing, not even a little. Mia is his, the woman he loved all this time will not just give to other men.

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For almost an hour Owen stood restlessly at the door of Mia's apartment. But the girl has not come yet.

Owen could not calm down. His heart kept on getting restless.

"You sure? if I were you I wouldn't do that."

Degs...

Owen's attention is now distracted. From where he stood, he could hear Mia's voice even though it was still vague. "Hem. All right, I'll do as you ask."

Again.. The voice was getting clearer. Even the sound of Mia's footsteps. Owen could tell for sure if it was really Mia. At last.

At the same time, Owen approached Mia and found her at the end of the stairs..

"Really, I will,-

Degs..

Mia fixated. And so is Owen. The two look at each other. But they both do not talk.

While the phone in Mia's hand was still on, and a very faint voice Owen could still hear from where he was standing. A woman's voice.

"Maurin, like her I have to go now. See you tomorrow" Mia said ending her phone call unilaterally.

Owen's eyes softened, while his body was still sculpting. You could say it was an awkward moment for both of them.

Moreover, lately they very rarely meet, although in fact Owen always sends a message and Mia always ignores the message.

And when they meet like this, it will make them both feel even more awkward.

"Owen...?" call Mia when Owen doesn't react in the least. "You okay?" ask Mia to make sure. It's a little weird for him because Owen doesn't say anything. Usually the man will look for a topic or..

"Owen...? Hey..?" Call Mia again then touch Owen's soft hand, and like her touch Mia makes Owen a little surprised.

I can daydream at a time like this.

"You just got home? not with that guy?" owen's voice sounded doubtful but seemed cold. Mia frowning. Could it? "You mean Elston?"

Owen nodded but this time with a different facial expression. Mia smiled a little. "You think I'm a nanny? we don't have to be together all the time, do we?"

This time it was Owen who was made to cringe. What the hell does that mean? what does it mean that they don't have to be together all the time? is it because they're really together, and only parted for a while because they have to go home to different places?

Owen's chest felt tight. His feelings turned agitated.

So now they're in a relationship again? and last night it was true that they spent time together. Apparently so.

"Owen...?"

"Owen?" mia's voice was slightly raised. "You sure you're okay?"

Owen began to lose his spirit, and it made his legs feel powerless. He used all his courage and confidence to make sure. And this is the answer he got.

Owen shifted his legs, He leaned on the end of the stairs with his head bowed lethargic hiding the gloom on his face.

What else did he expect? Owen has lost everything. And now, it seems like he should know himself, that his love is just love clapping one hand. A love that will never be reciprocated again.

And in the slightest he no longer had a chance at it. There's nothing more.

Mia was really confused to see Owen's attitude like this. What happened to Owen? It was not usual for this man to show such an expression at this moment. Has something happened?

"Ows..

"Go home. You must be tired." Owen's voice sounded colder than ever. Did I make a mistake? "You okay? your face looks pale?" tanya Mia ignored the words of the man in front of her.

Owen raised his gaze, looking at Mia's face. The girl's gaze, as well as her current facial expression. Mia is worried about her.

But what is the meaning of your current worry Mia? do you just want to play me? or are you planning to take revenge?

"I'm doing fine. Go home." said Owen back down. Is it time to give up? Huh!

Owen began to hate himself. Guilt and unloved made his heart tear up again.

You're such a fool, man! Really stupid! Owen laughed at himself. Even so, his heart really hurt. How else, because Owen really loves Mia. He really loved that girl.

"Come on. You should go home too. Looks like you're tired too." said Mia trying to grab Owen's hand. But Owen brushed Mia's hand away at once.

"Why should you care? haven't I been bothering you all this time? that's why you hate me, right?" owen's voice trembled with eyes that began to glaze over.

Degs..

The man fell back. "Go home Mia. Ii'm sorry. I think I made a mistake again. I'm sorry."

Hearing Owen's words, Mia did not know what to say. Although he did feel a little bothered by everything Owen had done all this time, but he did not hate the man. Mia never hated Owen.

"alright. I'll go home, come back if you feel better. The air will get colder" said Mia who did not know what else to do.

Although she did not hate the man, Mia had no reason to remain there. The man had already told her to leave, even brushing his hand. Although a little surprised by Owen's attitude, but such a thing might happen, right?

As Mia began to step up, Owen again made a sound..

"Why should you care? you should have just ignored it. You shouldn't have shown such an expression."

Degs.. Mia's chest was sore.

"In that way I won't." Owen's voice began to faint.. Mia hesitated for a moment. But then he decided to turn around..

By the time it returned its gaze to the man, the man's position had already changed. Owen was curled up at the end of the stairs with his face hidden between his hands and his knees in a circle that formed a defense.

Mia had never seen a back like this. The back of a wounded and desperate man. Is Owen hurt, by me?

With mixed feelings, Mia again stepped on Owen. A solid but vibrating back.

"Owen, I'm sorry. Please don't be like this."

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