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Chapter sixty-six
Ryder
I couldn't move or say a word for a while. The moment I called Myra but she wouldn't answer, I knew she was really saying the truth. And she really got angry.
Can Gwen really have loved me? I mean she didn't even act like it. She told me she doesn't like older guys.
How was I supposed to know she loved me?
And I didn't remember anything that happened that night. The only thing I remember was getting drunk. I can't say exactly what happened thereafter.
Gosh, has she been going through a lot? I thought I was the only one hurting. Was she hurting too?
She did tell me she loved younger men. I mean that was why she said that day when she met with David.
And I was scared. I was worried she might choose to divorce me later on. Maybe she would get tired of me one day since I'm not the type that she wants.
I don't know why I'm so worried about the future that isn't yet here. And what assurance do I have that she doesn't love me now?
According to what Myra said, she might.
Gosh, I'm so confused. And it's painful.
I seriously can't do this anymore. I have to see Gwen tomorrow.
I think it's high time I sort this out with her. I just hope I'm not too late.
What was I even thinking of? Gosh, I'm so disappointed in myself.
I kept thinking my age was a barrier between me and her. What if I'm wrong?
When I woke up the next day, it was just seven in the morning.
I roll on my bed for some minutes, thinking about Gwen. I had her on my mind till I slept last night. Gosh, I wonder what she's up to now.
I've missed her so much, I won't lie. And I must see her this morning.
I choose a blue shirt and black jeans trousers. I walk downstairs and Mrs. Johnson is already dishing out my food.
"Good morning, Mrs. Johnson."
She looks up and smiles, "Good morning Ryder. How was your night?'
I sigh and go to sit, "I couldn't sleep last night, to be serious. I kept thinking about Gwen."
"Did something happen?"
I let out another sigh. I have been sighing for so long now, "Myra told me something yesterday. I mean I kept concluding about Gwen's behavior. I kept thinking she doesn't love me. What if she does?"
Mrs. Johnson sits before me, " I think you were making a big mistake. Gwen is old enough to know what she feels for you and she's not the type to make a decision she knows she would regret."
" I've watched Gwen for a long time. She's always slow to make decisions before she doesn't want to regret them in the future. And she's almost twenty-three. I think she's in the right position to tell you what she wants. You shouldn't take it upon yourself and judge her, it's unfair."
" I think you should give her the chance to say her mind."
I sigh again. Mrs. Johnson said exactly what Myra said. And no matter how much I want to go against it, there's a core of truth in what they said.
How can I judge her like that? She might have told me she doesn't like older guys but that is something that can change.
I have always thought I would marry someone a bit older than me. But all these years, the only person I was eventually able to fall for was someone I was older than with good thirteen years.
Some things change. They are right. I need to listen to her. I shouldn't conclude with her behavior.
And what may come, I will make sure I see and talk to her today.
I smile at Mrs. Johnson, "Thanks so much," I dive into the macaroni and cheese in front of me.
When I drive out of the house, it was already a few minutes to ten in the morning.
I drive with fast speed towards Myra and Gwen's residence. My heart raced at the thought of seeing Gwen.
I've missed her so much.
I soon arrive at their apartment.
I specifically got this place for them to their convenience. I made sure it was them alone, especially because of my sister.
I pull off and walk out of the car. As I move closer, I can hear music playing out of the house.
I need no one to tell me it's Myra. I just hope Gwen is at home.
It doesn't even matter if she's in school. I will make sure I see her today.
I knock on the door slightly. It took some minutes before Myra could open the door.
She stares at me, shocked, "what are you doing here?"
"Is Gwen in?"
She rolls her eyes, "No, she's in school and it's going to take her five hours to come back home."
I stare at her for a while before demanding the information I would need.
I really have to see Gwen today and now it must be.
It's really doing me somehow. I can wait any longer.
Should I get something for her? Yes, of course.
I'm the one going to apologize. I should get her some flowers since she told me she loves flowers.
I stopped at a florist shop and got a nice flower for her.
Myra already told me the lecture she would be having at this time.
By eleven, she will be done with the first lecture. And it will soon be eleven.
I hope I can speak with her before she would go for the next lecture, so I speed off.
I drive into school. My car windows are tinted so the students didn't really know who I am.
Some students were running skelter Helter but in one direction. It seems like they were racing to catch something or watch something.
I pull off and stop the car. I know exactly where Gwen would be, I just need to ask for directions.
The students didn't notice me as they run past me in the opposite direction.
I walk to a lady quickly, "Hey, can you point to Lecture theatre hall one?"
The lady looks at me for a moment before pointing in the opposite direction, to where the students were running to.
"Are you Ryder?"
I look back at her, I nod briefly.
" Then you have to go quickly. I think there's someone you need to see," she says and hurries off.
I stare behind her for a while before I started towards where the students were running to.
I wonder why she said that. Who am I supposed to see? Does she know about Gwen already?
No, that's not true. Gwen and I haven't been dating. There's no way she would link us together. And I have no other people I know in this school aside from Myra and she's at home listening to music.
It must be someone else.
David doesn't go to school here. In fact, he should be outside the state now. He told me he was leaving four days ago and I clearly watch him enter the airplane.
So, who could be in this school that I know?
Then it hits me faster that I nearly lost my balance.
Last month, mom called me and told me about Heidi. Heidi has finally secured admission to this very school as a nursing student.
And Gwen just changed her course as a nursing student.
Why do these two bother me so much?
Wait for a moment, what if these two have met? What if something is going on right now?
How else will I explain the reason why the students are running.
And the students from earlier must have met I should see Heidi. Since I and Heidi have a history together, lots of people must think I am dating her.
Without another thought, I pick to my race, running as if my life depended on it. It does actually. If it's anything that concerns Gwen, then my life hangs on it.
I soon see some students gathered together.
I run forward quickly, I move to see what they were looking at.
My heart almost stopped when I see Heidi smiling so wickedly amid students throwing stuff at another student.
They were throwing eggs, flour, sugar, and all different kinds of things.
I turn slowly to look at the student they were throwing at. She bends down and all her dress has turned white and with a trace of red.
But the shoes caught my attention. It was the type of shoe I brought for Gwen. The one I brought alongside the dresses I gave her.
It can be a coincidence, right?
No, it can't be. Heidi can't be doing this to Gwen.
I turn to a student close by, "Hey, do you know the name of the student they are throwing stuff at?"
" I heard her name is Gwen," the lady says without even looking at me, " I pity her so much. I heard she's a sister of Heidi. I just wonder why she's treating her that way."
I whip my head towards her again.
I can't believe Heidi can do something like this. How dare she do this to her sister?
How dare she do this?
I walk forward quickly, my mind made up already.