Chapter 27

I saw him enter the walk-in closet. I closed my eyes, thinking he had quit bothering me, and I could finally rest. I took one pillow, squeezing it tightly because the pain in my stomach was too much at that time. 'Are you okay, Elyana?" I almost cussed when I heard his voice again. He didn't even take him a few minutes to raid my closet. I didn't answer right away. My mind was focusing on the pain I was feeling. "Should I take you to the hospital or buy you some medicine?" Felicity's voice was full of concern. I opened my eyes and saw him so near. I turned to the other side of the bed because I didn't want to see him. "Even if I tell you, you won't be able to understand how I feel because you haven't experienced it—so just ignore me and leave me alone," I told him in a low voice. I felt so weak at that time. I no longer had the strength to start an argument. It pissed me off that Felicity didn't want to leave immediately, and his voice was irritating to my ears. "What do you mean? If you would tell me, I would understand. I don't even know if you have LBM, a headache, or something else that I would be more concerned about. If that's why you don't want to go out with me today—okay, but it's wrong to say that I haven't experienced it, so I can't understand what you feel. My gosh, Elyana—don't tell me it's rare, and you're the only one who could feel. I'm just a gay. I'm still a human," he said, scolding me. He had a point. However, it was not enough to remove my annoyance with him after what he did on the island. "You know, Felipe!" I said, emphasizing the pronunciation of his real name. I turned around and annoyingly sat down on the bed. I saw him frown. "Why are you suddenly calling me by that name?" he asked, raising his eyebrow. He even crossed his arms over his chest as if an interrogation were about to take place. I knew how he got annoyed when people called him by that name, and the only one who dared to do that was his twin brother until he got used to it. Elyana took a deep breath. I wanted to go berserk before him, but the pain in my stomach was unbearable. I thought of taking painkillers that my doctor prescribed. I wasn't sure if I could find it in the medicine cabinet at that time. It had been so long since I last had that unbearable stomach pain on the first day of my period. I want Felicity to disappear already. "Just go home and let me rest. I don't have LBM, so please—leave," I begged instead of getting mad. I prayed that, in that way, I could finally make him leave. "Okay, I'll just leave, but call me if you need anything," he told me. I raised my head and saw on his face that he surrendered. Thank God! I nodded even though I didn't have any plans to do it. Felicity started walking away. As I watched him march into the door, I immediately went to the medicine cabinet inside the bathroom to look for painkillers. Luckily, they put some there, including all necessary medicines and first aid. I fell asleep after taking two caplets. It was already dark outside when I opened my eyes, and dinner was ready. While eating in the dining area, I noticed two maids whispering to each other. It seemed they had something to say, but they were afraid to approach me. Only when the cook left the kitchen to ask if I wanted desserts she prepare a leche plan for me. It was like a jelly pudding, combining egg yolk, milk, sugar, vanilla, and a little lemon zest. Mom used to make the same dessert for me, and hearing they made some made me smile deep inside and ask the cook for some. The sweet dessert was a mood changer. I ate the entire leche plan in the same size as a saucer. Frankly, I wanted to ask more, but I was ashamed. The next day, I woke up early. I thought about what to do that day while strolling around the garden when Felicity suddenly appeared behind me. He bought a box of cheesecake that Aunt Eugene asked him to deliver. "When do you want to go shopping?" he asked, handing me the still-warm box. The smell was tempting. I wanted to dig in right away. "I don't know when. I still have clothes left unworn," I replied coldly. 'Send my regards to Aunt Eugene, tell her thank you for the cheesecake," I added and decided to return to the house to hand the box to one of the maids. He followed me and had trouble walking on the well-maintained thick carabao grass because he was wearing heels that day. His pointy heels were getting buried. How he walked was quite funny. He tiptoed, his steps wide, and hurried to the stone pavers. With his big steps, he reached before me, making me stand still while waiting for me to come closer. I bit my lower lip to prevent chuckling and looked away so he wouldn't see my reaction. "How about this Wednesday? One of my clients invited me to their engagement party. Do you want to come with me?" he asked. ‘Here we go again.' I thought. "No, I have plans for this whole week already," I lied just for him to quit. 'Then next week!" he exclaimed. He seemed annoyed and disappointed already. 'Let's see," I just uttered. "Alright, girl, I should leave now. I have a client to meet early today, and before I forget, Quintin asked me about you. He said he couldn't call your number." Hearing Quintin's name, I felt like there was a bulb above my head that suddenly lit up. I almost forgot about him, and thinking I didn't have plans for the whole week, I thought of calling him. "I'll call him later; thank you," I responded formally. Acting coldly toward my best friend was heavy on my chest, and seeing how Felicity let out a deep sigh before leaving made me ask myself if he deserved my cold treatment. Although I still hold a grudge against them and I was having a hard time filtering out the feeling of being disappointed with all of them, I couldn't stop myself from appreciating Felicity's effort to come and visit me for asking if I was okay, and for bringing cheesecake that he knew I liked. I returned to my room after asking one of the maids to put the cheesecake inside the fridge. I prefer eating it chilly rather than warm, though. After reaching my room, I looked for my phone and dialed Quintin's number. It took only a few moments before he answered. 'Finally—!" I heard him exclaim, and I immediately cut him off there. "I'm sorry for disappearing. How about lunch today somewhere nearby?" 'Sure! I'll text you the place," he answered, and I said goodbye.