Xia's POV
"You're looking nice in these clothes", he said with a small smile.
I looked at myself again and realized how funny I'm looking. My eyes glanced at the person who was standing behind me. He was tall with well built body which one can clearly notice with the way his t-shirt fits him. His face seems perfectly sculptured with long nose and sharp jaws. His eyes were of green colour which seems as mysterious as this guy himself is. Indeed was that dangerously handsome man. Too beautiful for a human. One can hardly detect his emotions. The way he talks it seems like he is a very cool,calm and composed man.
By his looks I think he is that guy as per I remember. He was extraordinary just like some demigod ; I don't think there are many men with this kind of looks. But what if he isn't. I wasn't completely sure he is the same guy though.
"Now are you going to tell me what you actually want to say." He was looking at me with blank face. His eyes were peircing me.
Suppose I told him what happened that night and he was the same man. What if he turns out to be an evil person? What if he tries to hurt me?
Then again what if he is a decent person? He seems like a nice person. He had helped me and took care of me. If someone else had been on his place they would have left me on the road to die or to be found out by police to avoid any kind of trouble.
I wanted to tell him even my gut was telling me to talk to this person about that night but how can I tell him complete truth about that night. He would definitely ask what I was doing there in the midnight. Now my mind was a mess I don't know what to say or how to say to him. So I quickly knitted a story to tell me.
I narrated him the made up story with truth that I was camping near the torpedo bay with my cousin and one night I was few people throwing something into the sea. I went to check what was it and I found him. I wanted to help him but there was nothing I could do to save him so I left him with a captain of the port. He listened very carefully. His expressions were same throughout my story, serious.
"Now you are here, breathing and very much alive I'm very happy", I completed my sentence. I was literally very glad that he was safe. Though I don't know him and have no connections but still I was happy for him. He is too young for dying and rather too handsome.
He stared me for few seconds and started laughing hysterically. He was laughing like a mad man. I was shocked at his reaction.
"What is so funny in this?"
"Seriously now you are asking me this?"
"Oh please! There is nothing to laugh about!"
"My dear I guess you fell by your head."
"Shut up! I'm serious. This is not a joke."
He stopped laughing and made me sit on the bed. He sat in front of me on the chair. "Listen If you're serious about this then I think you mistook me for someone else. I'm not that person. I'm sorry", he said in a calm tone.
I was speechless. I can't believe he is not that guy because as per I remember it is him. But why he will lie if it's him? Or maybe I'm wrong. I don't know what to say to him. I was embarrassed now. I don't know how to put in words what I was feeling. I totally made a fool out of myself.
"I'm sorry then", I said sheepishly.
"I think you should call your parents now they must be worried about you", he said with a small smile.
Yeah! There must be thousands of text and missed call.
"Where is my phone?" I asked.
"Right beside your pillow", he replied and left.
I checked my phone and guess what my phone was flooded with text and calls of Tora but nothing from my parents. Well this is strange!
I called Tora and told about everything that happened after I left Josie's shop. At first she was freaked out but then she calmed down. I asked how are parents reacting about my absence, she said she got it all covered and I need not to worry about it. She asked me where I was so that she can pick me. Well it was obvious I didn't know the address so I said I'll text her the address and ended the call.
Funny thing was I didn't even know the name of the owner of the house let alone the address. Generally when normal people start a conversation they firstly introduce themselves and then talk about other matters. But here we are talking about me. How can it be possible for me to have a normal and civilized conversation?
I tried to get up from my bed so that I can go to him and ask the address but my legs were hurting. I was thinking of shouting excuse me but then I spotted a bell which was placed on the table next to my bed. Thankfully now I don't have to embarrass myself again. I pressed the bell once but no one came so I pressed it twice and within two minutes someone knocked on the door. I told to come in and saw a servant entering the room.
"Do you need anything ma'am?", He asked politely.
"Yes. Where is your Master?", I asked.
"He is downstairs talking on the phone. If you want to send any message you can tell me", he replied.
"Yes. Tell him I'm leaving", I said.
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