Behind closed door, there lays the secrets that we feared the most, sometimes it is our shelter, some other time those door are nothing but a prison blocking us from our own deserved freedom …
"Finally, we are over it" Jasper said trying to get rid of his bow tie
"Yes indeed" she answered with no expressions left, yet her eyes held some kind of pain in them, this is not what her marriage supposed to be, not what her parents would've wanted her to do
"I am going to London this weekend, I'll be back in two weeks or so, don't miss me will ya" Jasper added, when he felt the heavy cloud of this new gloomy mood and smirked a bit
"Ok" she looked at him in the eyes and kept silenced for a while before replying, her reaction made it more interesting, more odd and deep
"Ok?" and he entered the bathroom of this wonderful hotel room down Paris
Flashback
When she was only five years old, Rumina got lost down the streets of London, the incident made the whole family go crazy, knowing how fragile she was and how she always feared those new places
"Young lady, are you lost?" A voice came from behind it made her more frightened, and caused her heart to beat like that of a racehorse
"I'm not a bad guy, I'm just trying to help, I promise" his voice this time sounded more calming and sweet enough to gain her trust
"Older brother, I think I'm lost" she said blinking her eyes, "Can you please help me?" she added with her small voice
"How old are you?" the boy asked
"Five" she replied and the added in a hurry," you look like 15 or 16 maybe,"
"Huh, smart girl, my name is Elliot, and I'll be your guide down this area, my lady" he said with a wide smile and held her small hand in his
"I'm Mina, enchanter" she added
End of flashback
She smiled thinking of him, that boy who held her hand and showed her the way, but the feeling of loneliness swiftly changed the mood, and a mixture of thoughts and contradicted feelings started to play her emotions on instruments …
Was it guilt? Curiosity? Or something else, was it longing for someone to be this close …
She lacked empathy her entire life, but she was smart enough to understand its worth, and value in the human world … She learned about tolerance and cruelty from her family, Love from her Uncle and Aunt, her parents that left her enough writings about how big their love was, how pure and sweet it was…
She held her knees to her chest, and dozed in her fantasies about the parents that she lost so young, Dahlia her delight, and Zach, all the ones she called family were there with her …
In the meantime, Jasper went to the airport, a guy like him was easy to spot, Tall, young, hansome, sharp jaw line, calm blue eyes and a well built body
On the airplane, everyone took his seat, as he was sitting in the 1st class area, very catchy to the eyes, instead of those elders who get very touchy under pressure
"What could I offer you Mr?" A tall model like hostess approached him, trusting her long legs and beautiful face, trying to be as seductive as it can be, her walk and voice tone, even her red rouge
"A glass of water if you may" Jasper who was very into his laptop answered without giving her the interest to look at her face, he met her kind very often, gold diggers who uses their beauty to gain men's favor
While handing him his cup of water she tossed it on purpose on him, and took a napkin swiftly started to whip the head of his thigh, just 5cm down his hip, what made him so angry and devastated but kept calm
"I think we could make a hot couple" The sexy hostess whispered in his eyes what made him even disgusted
"Oh, what are you suggesting?" Though the feeling , he was used to those kind of approach, so he played along
"What do you think" She raised an eye brow and her eyes swang toward the Bathroom....
"What! you would like to go to the bathroom and do what S...?"Again he said very loud for everyone to hear before she jumped on him trying to shush him
"lady, I'm already married, and my wife is so beautiful compared to any of you, if I should love someone, I think it should be her" he smirked with this maniac smile and looked at the other envious hostesses and whispered back
"Now move before I get rid of you on my own style" he added showing a more angry side to him
The rest of the fly some though thought were formed on his head, what did really made him say what he said, was it sincerity, empathy or more …
"what is she doing now?" he asked himself looking at this fabulous view of the clouds, playing with the cold ring around his finger
"What is he doing now?" Rumina who went visiting an old friend of hers in Paris asked herself
The rest two weeks went like years, refusing to end, leaving the two longing for each other, and questioning theirselves for more reasons, at the end of the day they vowed to love each other till death do them apart when they were complete strangers to each other and to themselves
Both spent that heavy time working, no one called like if it was a game that they were playing, the first to call loses, the first to love suffers …
"Hello, Rumi I have a new company down London that I bought, I need you to check it for me" a long missed voice called