CHAPTER559
Asshole.
Sometimes I really dislike him, and he makes me rage like nothing on earth, then other times I want to smooch his face to death and never let him go.
I guess it must be love.
I sigh and stare at the mess I’ve left in the kitchen and contemplate cleaning it up. The place stinks, but I’m tired and he does pay Janetta to do this for me. I know she is really anal like Arrick, it’s why they get on, and will probably clear it up when she comes to check on the damage anyway.
I wander to the bedroom lazily and pull back the throws and blankets I insist we have in here, even though the apartment never really gets cold. Laying my bowl on the nightstand to eat in bed, I smile when I slide into my side and see all his familiar things on his own nightstand. His shades, his watch he wears for special occasions and a discarded set of cufflinks.
I love all the little Arry things he leaves laying around; reminders of him when he’s not here and I sigh at his absence once more. The ache in my stomach spreads and the feeling of utter heavy loneliness hits me harder than before. It’s not just that he’s gone, it’s that I am far removed from everything that was my life over here. It’s a huge emptiness in so many ways and feels so much bigger than just him going away.
I better get used to this; he will have to do it again if we are to stay here for the next year, probably frequently. This was the agreement before we even came out here. He flies back when he’s needed at Carrero Corp, or when he has fights to attend, and I stay here and focus on school. That is my only responsibility while we are here and everyone in the family knows I won’t be making trips outside of term holidays.
I snuggle down and try to tell myself that this will be okay. That I will get used to this and things will settle down in time.
It’s one year! I mean, how much can really change or fall apart in such a short space of time, right?"
