Chapter 30 Forgiveness

MARINA
I was so nervous when Mariah already called me to join her in front of the guests. But when I roam around my eyes on them there is a person that I can't see because he is covered with some other guy, but I ignored it when Mariah already called my name and began to introduce ourselves.
"Good evening and it's a pleasure to serve you all," I smiled at them and they returned the gesture.
"It is our pleasure," a man in a black suit answered, I must admit that he is a good looking guy and the way his eyes look at me is a playboy style. I smiled at him and he just wink at me but I ignored it and changed the topic.
"So may I take your order so I can tell it to our chef?" I asked them and they nodded.
All of them say their order and I note it except for the one guy sitting in the corner, so the other guy sitting next to him elbows him asking what he will order. He straightly sits and fixes his coat and his eyes travel on me. I went numb when I recognized who it is. I can't move in my place and I feel like I'm holding my breath.
"Her," he answered in a commanding tone, his voice was husky that I miss hearing them in my ears. I don't know what I'm doing but I suddenly stormed out of the room and ran as if someone was chasing me.
Why am I running? This is what I want right to see him again, to touch and kiss him again? But when I go back to the times when he was not with me and with others, it seemed to break my heart again. My heart ached at the same time I saw him and it was like it was stabbed a million times and daggered. It was as if my eyes would cry together. I wanted to approach him and ask why, why that happened to us, why he was so quick to forget his promises. And why did he refuse me when he asked if anyone was waiting for him, was he ashamed of me? doesn't he love me? Did he ever dismiss everything? But even so, I still loved him.
I stopped at the parking lot and waited for the bus because I could not call Damien at such times like this he would ask what happened and why I was doing. I gasped as someone grasped my arm and I nearly squirmed for help when a familiar voice whispered in my ear.
"Adam," I whispered and now I'm in his arms in just a second.
"Marina, please let me talk," he pleaded and I could see in his eyes the pain and his voice crack as he looked at me.
"Please," he begged
"Okay," I said, for I cannot regret him. I want to smack myself for how easy I am too pleased, for how easy I am to forgive him.
"At my place," he said and I just followed him.
When we arrived at our destination, I immediately asked.
"You have a penthouse in here?" I asked and he just smiled that didn't even reach his eyes.
"Yes," he shortly answered.
We entered the room and I roamed around my eyes and I saw my photo in a picture frame with him.
"Do you want a drink?" he offered as he wipes the sweats on his forehead.
"I'm okay with the water," I answered and he smiled at me before leaving.
I don't know but I feel hurt and pity for her. He's not the same Adam he used to be, because now his life seems so miserable. He has not shaved and he has not slept well because of his eyebags. Does he work hard on his body at work and he seems to be not recovering.
In my mind, I suddenly thought of the guests at the Restaurant and I was assigned to it. I didn't say goodbye to Ms. Mariah. I'm leaving. It embarrasses me that I left for no reason and now no one heeds for the guests. I'm pretty sure tomorrow that I won't be able to work with her.
Little did I know that I was thinking before Adam called me by my name.
He came back with water and cookies that she knew were my favorites.
"What do you mean? You can hurry up and I'll be back to the restaurant because no one will take care of the guests," I dryly stated as I took the glass of water, as I could not handle our situation today.
"Don't worry, Mariah is a friend of mine, I already told her that you are with me now," he said as he looked at me and I avoided his eyes.
"Please come back, come back again to my life," he said and I meet his gaze.
I don't know if I'll answer his question or not, I have to agree or not and just let him be. But who would be the one to suffer but me too. I was just trying to get myself away from him. He is now in front of me begging to come back into his life.
"Everyday I always blame myself for forgetting you, every day I always look at your room to see you sitting there and watching cartoons while eating your favorite cookies. Everyday I always look at the ring that you left together with the letter. Everyday I always keep searching for you and asking your friends to tell me where you are till my mother tells me where you are," his voice cracked and a tear escaped from his eyes and I can't believe that he was crying in front of me. He walked near beside me and kneeled. He holds my hands and kisses my knuckles and I feel tears fall unto my knuckles.
"Please, I love you, please come back to me," he said and cried into my lap and I ran my hands into his hair and wiped his tears.
"I love you too," I said and a single tear escaped from my eyes and he held me tight and kissed me like no tomorrow.
"I love you more Marina"