writer:_frieyaVida      update:2022-08-15 15:13
  "Why are you even asking me about this thing?" Stefan retorted. "It's my life."

  "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to intrude."

  "It's fine. Just go and prepare for the documents for the meeting at five."

  "Yes, sir."

  Chris left and Stefan was sitting on his office chair with a daze expression on his face. He was thinking about the question that Chris asked him. He didn't get mad at his secretary because he had a point. He had been telling himself that he needed to keep Cayenne by his side and he even forbid her to fall in love unless he's completely cured.

  And he was honest with his answer to Chris. He was doing all these things to keep her. To make sure that she wouldn't just leave as she pleased. He wanted her to look back to the memories that they made together.

  "But what if I ended falling in love with someone else?" He asked himself again. He remembered Cayenne's smile and he wanted to see those smiles again, not her tears. "What should I do?"

  His mood was completely ruined with these questions and he wanted to see Cayenne to feel comfort. He pulled out his phone with the purpose of calling her but another question popped up in his mind. "What am I really feeling for Cayenne?" Before he could answer his own question, he already pressed her number and the call went through.

  "Stefan? Why are you calling?" Cayenne asked in whisper. She was currently changing bed sheet when his call came in and Celine was still with her. She can only excuse herself to answer him, thinking that it was something important.

  "Ayen, can you come over?"

  "Are you kidding me? I'm in the middle of my work. What's happening to you? Are you okay?"

  "I'm a little upset."

  "About what?"

  "About myself."

  Cayenne pursed her lips since she didn't know what to say. She was worried that she might say something that would hurt him. "Uhm. What are you upset about yourself? Did you do something that hurts someone or might affect your business?"

  "I haven't done it but I think I will probably hurt someone who's been so kind to me?"

  "Kind to you? Who? Travis? Did you guys fight?"

  "No. Not him."

  "Then, who?"

  "If I won't tell who the person is, will you get mad at me?"

  Cayenne laughed faintly with his silly question. "Why should I get mad? I know how to respect privacy. If you can't tell me about it, it's fine."

  "Ayen, what if Arthur fights for his love for you? What if his mother agrees to you being his girlfriend? Will you go and leave me?"

  "Where did these things come from? Why are you asking me this nonsense? When I say that I don't like him in a romantic way, I meant it. I don't give second chances."

  "No second chances?"

  "Hn. Once I have moved on, that's it."

  Stefan blinked his eyes. He suddenly felt afraid with her words. 'Move on.' He thought. 'If she moves on from the chapter of her life where I exist, will she forget me? She might not like Arthur but she might fall in love with someone else.' This became an additional thought to mess up his already messed-up brain.

  "Ayen, I will be sending something to you. I hope you will like it."

  "I don't you've given me something I don't like." Cayenne retorted with a smile. "I have a feeling that you are colluding with my brothers to get information related to me. Am I just assuming things or are you really doing it?"

  "I asked them few things about you."

  "Why didn't you ask me?"

  "It wouldn't be a surprise if I am asking you directly."

  "You have a point."

  The two of them kept quiet for few seconds when they couldn't find anything else to talk. "I still have work to do. Let's just talk at home." She suggested since she felt guilty for leaving Celine with the rest of their work.

  "Ayen, can you sing a song for me."

  "I am not a great singer. I might cause thunder and lightning with a heavy rain if I sing."

  Stefan laughed out loud at her words. "Don't be silly. That's not going to happen."

  "Why do you want me to sing?"

  "No particular reason. I just want to listen to your voice."

  "I can't sing in the middle of the work."

  "It's not against the rules. I didn't prohibit my employees to sing while working."

  Cayenne rolled her eyes at him even though he couldn't see her. She couldn't believe that he'd use his privilege being the boss to boss her to sing. "Can I just sing a part of the song. I don't want to sing a whole song in the middle of work."

  "Okay. I'll be waiting."

  Cayenne placed her phone on the chest pocket of her uniform and used the air pods to continue their call while she continues to work. "Can you hear me okay?"

  "Yup. Loud and clear."

  Celine watched Cayenne with a smile. It was the first time she saw her smile taking a phone call in the middle of her work. Before she would never bring her phone whenever they start working. All though the company allowed them to use phones during work, you needed to make sure that it does not affect your work.

  Cayenne hummed the prelude of the song that she chose.

  "Summer after high school when we first met

  We'd make out in your Mustang to Radiohead

  And on my 18th birthday we got matching tattoos

  Used to steal your parents' liquor and climb to the roof

  Talk about our future like we had a clue

  Never planned that one day I'd be losing you

  In another life

  I would be your girl

  We'd keep all our promises

  Be us against the world

  In another life

  I would make you stay

  So I don't have to say you were

  The one that got away

  The one that got away"

  Stefan frowned while listening to her. "Are you really singing that song for me or is it for your first crush?"

  "What 'first crush' are you talking about? Don't mind the first stanza of the song."

  "So, the second part of the song is for me? You haven't lost me yet."

  "Why are you even picking on me for my choice of song?"

  "It reminds me of Arthur."

  "And so?"

  "I don't like it."

  Cayenne was silent for a moment because of his words. She felt the increasing speed of her heartbeat and she was lost for words. Her mouth was gaping but no words came out.

  "Yen, are you still there?"

  "No. I'm not here so, don't speak a word."

  Stefan's laughter rang in her ears and she blushed profusely. "Can you sing a song for us?"


  "Why not?"

  "I need to focus with my work." She arranged the pillows on the bed and dusted off the bedside table. "Can you stop laughing at me. I will never sing for you again."

  "You haven't sung a song for me yet."

  "I did. I sang twice to chase away your nightmares."

  "Twice? Not once?"

  "Let's not talk about this. I think you are no longer upset since you're laughing at me already. Let's end this call and let's both get back to work."

  "Wait." Stefan stopped her immediately before she could press the end button. "Do you want to have dinner with me?"