PART 5

“I’ve told you since day 1..!”

“Please BLaire! That’s the 14th time you said that!”
“You should’ve listened first time i said it!”

I slumped back to my seat. Defeated as always. Blaire gets it right as often as i get it wrong, meaning frequently.

“If i see him in the beach tonight, i’ll end up his long wait, Blaire.” I whispered.

Blaire was quiet. A few minutes after, she broke the silence. Her voice was so small, i wasn’t even sure she spoke.

“HEnna, what if…”

I was expectant but she never finished her statement.

“What if what?”

“Nothing.”

“Blaire? You know i hate suspense.”

“FOrget it. Anyways, how come you didn’y execute Drake straight ahead?”

The subject irked me at once. “I’ll get the gallows working first thing at dawnbreak.”
She chuckled. “I’m not surprised he’s turned out to be a jerk, but i gotta say he exceeded my expectations.”
“ugh. With flying colors i bet.”
Blaire snickered.

We reached the resort.

“I’ll park. You go find him. You’re late you know.”
I ejected from the seat and ran. I knew exactly how to find him.

THe balcony overlooking the sea was breathtaking. Yet, my frantic eyes searched for him. No sign. So i descended from the stairs leading to the shore.

Then i saw him. THem.

It was a bright moonlit night, making the picture painfully vivid.

I recognized KEnt immeadiately. He sobbed and then his face was buried in someone’s hair. Hteir hold on each other was tight but i didn’t fail to recognize their figures. Kent and ISle.

And i was taken aback. But nothing prepared me for what came next.

Isle initiated the kiss. Everything blurred, my eyes stung with scorching tears. Running again, i refused to stop till i was secured in Blaire’s arms.

Bouncing back to the biting reality, i focused on Isle’s notebook.

The next entry was written exactly 3 months ago. Yeah. With all courage i could muster, i read it out.

*The best days of my life has begun. I don’t know what good i did in this life to deserve this chance at happiness. Finally, after a long time, his eyes saw me. But there are still no guarantees. Maybe i’m just too euphoric to give it a thought. 3 months. I try not to think of it. Three months of trying out our relationship. If, after that time, he’s still in love with Henna, i’ll surrender.

Three months. My heart throbbed. My chest crushed by pain.

Holding on to my lifeline, i moved on to the last text. This one dated a month ago.

*I still see Henna’s face reflected in his eyes. Like it used to be, he would look up at the mention of her name. Henna and mine’s friendship has survived. Right now, she’s been on and off with a lot of guys. I’m used to her playing aorund but i could notice something has changed with her. But i couldn’t point a finger at it. Her 4 day ex-boyfriend, Nate Rollins said their fling wasn’t much. I dunno. I hate this thought but maybe wished to be back in her life. WHen three months is over, i’ll be at lost. But i’m not giving im up without a fight. I’m not.

A fight. Isles’ conviction had been cemented firm a long time ago. She won’t let go of him that easily. She’ll fight and she’ll fight hard.

“How about you, Henna?” I asked myself. “Are you up to it?”

Breathing has never been so difficult for me.

For three months, i tried to be happy for Isle and KEnt. In my obsession to get over KEnt as early as possible, i jumped from one hopeless relationship to another. Truth be told, i struggled to seek for self forgiveness. Losing KEnt was solely someone’s fault; mine. Funny , really. THe moment i decided i’m ready to hold him, he evaporated on the spot.

Inevitably, Isle came into my train of thoughts. What if Kent knocks on my door and fulfill my dearest wish? Coming back to my life. Will be able to deny myself and him the opportunity to play once more our long paused love story? Am i monstrous enough to torment Isle indefinitely? At this point of pondering, a voice called up behind me. Fate is a perfect director of dramatic confrontations.