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Chapter 25 - Chapter 25

Outside the window from her room, there is a beautiful jacaranda tree as tall as her house. On its branches, there a small couple of bird sitting on it.

Her eyes getting interested by its, Ariella so absorbed looking at the window.

Till Angel's presence in her room can not stop Ariella from staring at it. Angel who's realized that Ariella is being silent for a while trying to get her attention back to the conversation.

"Ariel? Are you still here?... Hello?" Angel calling Ariella a few times already.

Ariella has still been captivated by the harmonious song from birds chirping. She shows a bright smile.

"Ariel, are you okay?!?!" Angel was shaking Ariella's body until woke up to her reality.

"Umm. W-what did you say before?!? I didn't catch it." After a while, she came to her senses.

"All of sudden, you smile out of nowhere while your eyes keep staring at the window. You scared me." Angel keeps blabbering how she repeatedly calls out Ariella's name.

"Hehehe... I'm staring at that tree, hearing the chirping from the birds on its branches. I'm feeling cozy and calm." Explained to Angel who's still wondering about her action.

Angel was shocked. She almost can't believe what Ariella said, they were clearly in deep conversation about Sean and the relationship but Ariella can still lose in mind about birds.

'Did she hit by rock so hard until lost her mind?' Thought Angel in shock.

"Omg, Ariel... We're in a serious conversation about Sean." Angel said to remind Ariella of what they talked about before.

"Ohh, that... I don't know, Angie. I feel like giving up on this relationship."

"Why? No, you have to protect it. You can not give up so easily. I will help you." Angel eagerly wants to help Ariella which makes Ariella can't stop thinking about her purpose for doing that.

"Fine, you do it. I'll try my best." Still can't tell the truth about what she knows.

At the airport, Ariella hugged Angel before she take off to France.

"Have a safe trip, Angie. Take care, Angie, Mrs. Bloom." Said Ariella to Angel and her mother, Donna Bloom.

"Thank you, sweetheart."

"I will miss you, Ariel. You too, take care." Said Angel while holding Ariella's hand tightly.

"Bye!" Ariella waved her hand in the air toward Angel for the last time.

As a coincidence, Frederick, Ariella's uncle also needs to go on his business trip that day. So Ariella send off her uncle first before Angel came to the airport in a couple of minutes after that.

Ariella has a chance to meet Angel for the last time before she departs to France.

The day after, Ariella went to the hospital for getting stitches out from her wound part. It's been healing very well.

But still, need a bandage to hide the scar.

Ariella worked on her assignment hardly to finish it all earlier. Because there is a lot an idea of her how to confirm about Sean and Angel affairs.

Maybe by keeping an eye on them on their trip to the beach or just ambush them during a house party and not just hiding when that shit happens.

"Can I do that? Hmmm..." While holding her painting brush and did not notice that the brush was touching her chin.

Feeling wet and cold from the brush.

Almost yelled because of shock and laugh because of her act. "Oh no!!! What the... Hahaha..."

Wiping the stain with a tissue. It's been a long time she did not felt this happy. So clear and not stuffing in the head.

Alone inside her world. A beautiful world with full-color paintings.

The subject of her painting, she decided to add something other than just a view of the sunset. Which the old couple she met before.

To be bold and values. The old couple sitting on edge of the hill, hugging each other with smiling on their face.

Like waiting for their days to end together on the view of the sunset. Light oranges colors and yellows match with the light of heaven.

A purple petal flying all around mixed up with new color. Love is eternity.

Satisfied with her work, it still needs a little touch-up but her body is already exhausted and sore from the whole day sitting in front of the canvas.