Chapter 55

SILVANA

"Yes, I love Vana so stay the fuck away!"

I gasped loudly, my eyes widening as I stared at James with racing heart, but he was not staring at me, he was instead staring at Kyra with glaring eyes.

"Can you leave now?" He asked her through gritted teeth.

Kyra's face was twisted in anger but she was beat. "We will see again." She spat, shooting me a venomous glare before storming out of the room.

As the door slammed shut, James turned to me his expression softening, "About that – " he began, but I cut him off, curiosity getting the better of me. "Is it true?"

James nodded, his eyes locked onto mine. "I'm sorry if this comes as a shock. I didn't mean to let you know about it, and – "

"Why?"

"Huh?" He looked at me confusedly.

"Why didn't you want to let me know about it?" I asked again.

James sighed, his shoulders sagging. "You had just gone through a breakup and didn't want to get into another relationship. Plus you didn't seem to like me, so I didn't want to push my luck. Even though you're aware now, I don't want an answer so don't feel uncomfortable about this."

"Oh – " I trailed off unsure of what to say before nodding. I pointed at the door. "I would take my leave."

"But, you are not done wi – " he paused when he saw my almost empty plate.

I released a small smile before heading towards the door.

"Vana." Just as I opened the door and was about leaving, I heard my name. I turned back to stare at James who had uncertainty in his eyes.

"You're not gonna avoid me because of this, right?"


"Of course not." I shook my head, and walked out, after which my back landed on the door. I released the breath I didn't know I was holding.

Surely, this news was unexpected, but thinking about our encounters, he kind of made it obvious. I was just too defensive to notice it. He was also right, but at the same time wrong about one thing; that I didn't like him.

Sighing, I pushed myself off from his door before going to my room. That was when I realized my card was locked in. I made my way to the lobby and got a spare card before heading back.

As I unlocked the door and walked in, the pain from being hungover that disappeared as a result of James confession came back. I bit my lip hard as I took my hand to my head, massaging it gently. It slowly calmed down a little, and I took that chance to undress and moved to the bathroom to prepare for today.

In the next hour, I was dressed in a loosed black pants and white shirt which I tucked in. As I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, James confession replayed in my mind and a smile gradually spread across my lips. I was unexpectedly pleased to know he had feelings for me, but at the same time, I was torn on what to do. I was confused on whether to reject him or accept him. It was even more difficult with his consideration to not burden me with his feelings, but I couldn't help but feel affected.

My phone rang out loudly. I tore my eyes from the mirror to my phone on the bed. I sauntered over to the bed, taking my phone. I immediately answered when I saw Karen was the caller.

"Hey bitch!" Her cheerful voice made me smile.

"What's up. You seem happy." I asked, returning to stand in front of the mirror.

"I actually got featured on the front page of Dellax magazine."

"Oh, really. Congratulations." I mumbled, picking my lip tint to apply on my lips.

She snickered. "I'm sure you don't even know what I'm talking about."

I chuckled. She was right, I actually have no idea what Dellax magazine is, but she seems happy about it, so it's a good thinh and i have to offer my thanks.

"How is your trip? Cool or nah?"

I sighed loudly. There is a lot going on in the space of just one day, and I can't even point out which one of them is cool, well except James confession. I giggled at the thought.

"Miss Hardin." Karen called, bringing me out of my reverie. I let out a chuckle, giving her a positive answer. We talked for a few moments before she hung up and I got myself fully ready before leaving the room, but I came across the least person I wanted to see - Kyra. She was coming out of the room opposite mine. She didn't lodge here, did she?

Either way, I acted like I didn't see her and made to walk away but she stood in front of me. I exhaled, forcing out a smile. "Can you move?"

"And what if I don't?"

I exhaled onec again. Is she trying to piss me off? Well, I'm not in the mood for that, so I pushed her off, almost landing her on the ground, but I ignored and continued walking.

"Hey! You slut!" I halted in my steps immediately. This bitch surely hates the easy way. Turning around, I walked back to her.

"Did you just call me a slut?"

"Yes, I did. That's what you get for hovering over another's boyfriend." She said, folding her arms.

I scoffed, "Are you a psycho?"

"What! How dare you call me that!" She yelled and I took a step towards her. "You shouldn't act like one if you don't want to be called a psycho. Stop being delusional and accept that James isn't yours anymore. You broke up."

"No, we didn't!" She yelled and I rolled my eyes. "Here we go again. Stop living in denial and face the truth. Also, don't try to approach me again. I'm not as patient as you seem to think, I can be crazy too." I flashed her a smirk and walked away, my heels clicking on the floor.