Chapter 55

Euniel
I've been at my father's house for more than two hours already, but there's no trace of Muse. Why does she stay outside so much? I wonder what she is doing with Nicolas. This traitor! And to think that he claims to be my friend. Of all the women out there, did he have to go out with the one I love? Even if we can't be together, he should at least respect my feelings. I hope he won't hurt her, because Muse deserves all the happiness in the world. Especially with a past like his.
My father's voice snaps me out of my thoughts.
"So your visit to your father? Did it bring anything positive?"
"I think I shouldn't have gone to his house." I say with discouragement.
"Why do you say that? Did he refuse to cooperate with us despite the deal you made for him?"
"To tell you the truth, he was ready to cooperate. He even already took the pen to write the amount of money he wanted to give me the information about my mother."
"What happened to make him change his mind?" My father hastened to ask me, doubling his attention.
"As I took the pen from my hand, a woman came up and interrupted us, saying she needed to see Charles urgently."
"That's not true! But you could ask him to wait until you finish talking first!" My father exclaimed with an offended look.
"That's what I did. Except that the lady insisted so much and Charles preferred to follow her without leaving me the choice." I explained to him calmly.
"So what happened next?"
"When he came back, I knew something had happened just by looking at his face. He flatly refused to cooperate. He sounded like a different person than the one I was talking to minutes before this woman arrived. "
"Do you think she forbade him to give you information about your mother?"
"I am convinced so." I say sure of myself.
"But why would she do such a thing? I mean, what does she get if you don't find your mother?" My father inquired thoughtfully.
"To tell you the truth, I don't know why she does it. I asked Charles who this woman is, but he wouldn't tell me. But she seems to have influence over him."
"If what you're telling me is true, it must be interesting that we know more about her. But what intrigues me the most is how she knew you were with Charles." My father underlined more thoughtfully.
"I also asked myself the same question. And what catches my attention more is the fact even on my first visit, she was always there. It seems like she knows when I'm coming."
"If she has information about your movements, that only means one thing." My father said to me in a deep voice.
"Which?" I questioned him curiously.
"There is a person who informs him of your movements. And I would even say that there is a person in our entourage who gives them information on our actions and gestures." He replied confidently.
"Are you sure? Then that would be creepy. Who could it be?"
"That's what we'll find out."
"For now, we don't know who it is. It could be anyone. At work, at home, in our neighborhoods, it's a lot to mention." Explains my father to me.
"What are we going to do if all our actions and gestures are controlled? This will mean that everything we say and do is known in advance by them and they take measures to thwart our efforts. They will therefore have a ahead of us." I describe the situation looking worried.
"You are absolutely right my son. We are just going to be more careful now. Our meetings are going to have to be very discreet and apart from Muse you and me, no one else should be made aware of what we say or do. about this matter. It's like saying even to your fiancée, you can't tell anything. Not because I doubt her or anything, but it's just a precautionary measure."
"I understand and don't worry, she will understand. I think it's a good idea!" I agreed with my father.
My dad and I have been talking at length about this case and so far Muse hasn't come home yet. I wonder why Nicolas is holding her back for so long. I know Muse isn't one to come home late from her outings. Although I'm chatting with my dad, my mind is actually on Muse. I know I'm acting selfish, but I'm scared to death just imagining Muse in Nicolas's arms, or imagining them kissing. Oh my God! I hope such a thing will not happen.
"I have to go home. It's getting a little late." I tell my father at the end of our discussion.
"You're right, it's getting late. You're careful driving and if you're tired, my driver can take you home." My father proposed to me, caring for me.
"Don't worry about me dad, I'm tough." I smirked as I got up to go back to the door.
"It's certain!" My dad chuckled.
I took two steps towards the door. However, my father called me, making me stop.
"Son, don't worry about her. You'll be fine. Trust the prayer we raised to God. If it's for you, it'll come back to you."
I smiled at my father then continued on my way. I don't know by what miracle Muse and I can get back together. I would so much like to close my eyes and reopen them when I discover that Sandra and I have nothing and that Muse can finally be with me. But this child, he questions everything and I think he shouldn't pay for the choices of us adults. I suffered from having lived far from my parents and I always swore to myself that I would never do this to my offspring. The place of a child is with its parents, unless one of the two, or even both, is dead. Otherwise, priority is given to the child being happy.
I get into my car and step out of the gate. At the same time, I come across Nicolas' car parked not far from the gate. He gets out and opens the passenger side door. I see Muse getting out of the car. He looks her in the eye and talks to her. Muse says nothing. At one point, he caresses her cheek. I feel jealousy invading my body and I feel a strong urge to get out of my car and beat him up. However, I pull myself together and tell myself that I would be ridiculous to do so, because I was the one who pushed Muse away. Finally, Muse takes leave of him and enters the portal. Nicolas starts his car and leaves. He passes me and pretends not to have seen my car parked near the gate. After he leaves, I get out of my car and run inside the gate where I catch up with Muse who was advancing towards the house.
"What time are you coming back ma'am?"
Muse
The outing with Nicolas took longer than possible. It's true that he's not the man I would dream of being with, but I made a promise to myself to forget Euniel and if I'm going to succeed, I should go out with another man. For the moment, Nicolas is timely and moreover, he is quite interesting. I ended up giving him a chance and for the moment, we will evolve slowly. He promised me to go at my own pace and help me forget Euniel. After we ate at the restaurant, we went out for a walk along the beach at my request. I like going to the beach. I admit that it was Euniel who made me like it. And even as we walked along the water, I only remembered our escapades six years ago when Euniel had declared his feelings to me. It was so beautiful and intense. This memory has never left me and even today, I would like to live this beautiful moment. But alas, his heart belongs to another woman with whom he will marry soon. And I can't make him love me. How complex life is. The one we love loves another, and we don't love the one who loves us. I would like so much that our hearts were like a remote control which we could manipulate at will and order him to love the right person. But the good Lord decided otherwise and I can only suffer the consequences in silence.
Once Nicolas brought me back, I saw Euniel's car parked not far from the gate of the house. However, what surprised me was the fact that he had the courage to ask me what time I got home. What nerve? Who does he think he is to ask me such a thing? I got angry when I heard that and I didn't hesitate to let him know by my words.
"And who do you think you are sir, to allow you to ask me what time I got home? As far as I know, you're neither my father, even less my husband!" I retorted in a rather harsh tone.
Euniel kept a short moment of silence in front of the harshness of my proposals, then answered me in a more conciliatory voice.
"I'm sorry to ask you. But Muse, don't you think it's unsafe to hang out with a stranger at such a late hour? You barely know each other!"
"I also was barely knowing you and that didn't stop me from hanging out with you late at night six years ago in the past. Besides, Nicolas is your friend and I know you can't walk with someone whose company I unsafe." I replied dryly.
"But this is different. I'm not Nicolas."
"What difference does it make? Don't take the center of the world from you Euniel. I can have fun with whoever I want and I don't have to answer to you. You have your wife at home I think?! And I don't Don't ask you to give me reasons for that." I was offended.
"Why have you chosen my friend to be with? It could be any man on this earth. Was it on purpose to hurt me and make me jealous?" He inquired sadly.
"I have already told you. You're not the core of the earth. It could be any man, but things went independently on my will. I discovered lately that he was your friend. Stop investigating on my life. I don't want to repeat it again!" I warned him on a serious tone.
"Muse, things are not that simple." He said looking down.
"Ah yes? Whether they are or not, you have already chosen who to deal with these things with. The rest is none of my business."
"Please don't take this the wrong way..."
"I already told you sir, your life, I don't give a fuck. I would advise you to do the same with regard to my life. Be happy with your Sandra and I will try to be on my side and with whoever I want. I would advise you to respect that. And for the rest, I think that we are doomed to see each other regularly, since we share the same father and we fight for the same cause. I would advise you to stay as long as possible. as far as possible from me." I conclude by turning on my heels to Euniel.
I could feel his dismay with his back turned, but there was nothing I could, or would say should, do. My eyes were already filled with tears.