239 Doesnt want to have breakfas (1/2)
She reached for a cup of coffee first. Her eyes were still heavy from sleep and she needed caffeine to open her eyes. Then, she started to look at the variety of food provided in the restaurant and smiled. At least this restaurant provided something that matched her taste.
Pretty soon the small table she chose for her breakfast was full of food. She chose orange juice and milk for her drink. She sat on the chair and started eating, not even looking left and right. She was too hungry to care how people looking at her. But then again, when people were watching her, they only saw a young woman eating her food deliciously and it even made them who were actually planning to leave to their room returned back to get the same food she ate and ate it.
A family of six entered the area. Irene's eyes immediately landed on a loner who was enjoying her food and her eyes narrowed. That… Wasn't that Ryn? What was she doing there? How could she…
”Baby, are you alright?” her mother asked full of concern when she saw her youngest emotion change. She turned her head to look at where her daughter was looking and frowned seeing a person who looked like coming from their country sitting alone. ”Do you know her, dear?”
”No,” Irene replied. With a flick of her hair, she stormed toward the pastry section and took a small plate to put a croissant on it. Then, she took a small piece of unsalted butter.
The mother looked at the other two daughters but the daughters could only shrug. They were confused too with their little sister's weird attitude. It seemed like she had something in her mind but refused to share it with any of them. And they could not force her to tell them, right?
Ryn, unaware of Irene, was focussing on finishing her food. She had a rehearsal to attend today before the show. She planned to walk there to digest all the food, thinking it was not that far for her to waste money for a Grab or a taxi. She glanced at her phone when it made a sound, only to smile seeing a message from Mei Li. Her worried manager was asking her about yesterday's photoshoot and whether she needed backup to help her.
Ryn rubbed her hands with the napkin and replied to the message. Then, she checked the time differences between France and China before made a decision not to call her best friend. They would meet in a few days so she was not that worried about Mika's feeling. Besides, Mika knew she was busy with her work.
I miss you.
I love you.
Her shaking fingers touched the words as her heart beating fast. She closed her eyes to control herself. Then, with a force she did not know she had, she deleted the message.
It was no used to remember the past. He should realize it. She should realize it. They could no longer be…
Ryn opened her eyes and threw her sight outside to look at couples who chose to sit at the veranda and ate their breakfast in a loving manner. She wished she could be like them but it was all too late. Her heart was too broken to piece them back together with just a sorry and 'I love you'. The pain was still in there in her heart, hurting her until sometimes she could not breathe.
No. Forget about it. He did say he would woo her again and she did say she would give him a chance.
And it was too long. She had been given him chance for too long, unable to make up her mind on how to tell him no. Well, she did tell him no repeatedly but he refused to listen and kept going on about his wooing was still ongoing and she should not say no too quickly. She should just let him woo her.
She would put a dateline to this. Once Mika and Jason got married and went to their honeymoon, she would tell him she could not accept him back. He should just move on, just like she did. They were not fated to be together and he should understand it more than her. They were, after all, coming from two different worlds and should not even be together in the first place.
She stood up and walked to the exit in a daze, not even finishing the last plate of croissant. She did not even notice how she got up to her room. Her eyes stared up on the ceiling as she laid on the bed. Was she even ready to give those words? Why was her heart in pain so much at the thought of saying those words to him?
”Tell me again why I love you.”