I sat on my bed with an unclear expression. To be honest I did not know if Andrew's suggestion made some sense or not but I knew that I did not want to be a part of it even though it was tempting.
Andrew wanted to trick his parents but I cannot do that with my mother just because I wanted to push the marriage talk out of my mother's mind. I knew my mother was tense, was it because she wanted me to handle the business or something else I did not know, but my mother was persistent.
I slept on the bed. I haven't changed the clothes yet as my mind was filled with Andrew's words. Although he did not force me, he said that we need to get to know each other.
"But why should I get to know him? I haven't said yes yet." I murmured but as soon as Andrew's face came into my view I shook my head. Why was the man so handsome?
"I should be clear about my situation before I jump into the deep and risky waters. I do not want the life that my mother had."
I closed my eyes.
I did not know when I slept but soon I was woken up by a call. I looked around by rubbing my eyes from the other hand. I was getting irritated as the running did not stop.
Who would call me at this time? Not only one call but they are not stopping. I was getting frustrated as I looked at the phone. All the sleepiness that I was feeling vanished in a second.
"Why is she calling me?" My hold on the phone tightened as I bit my lips. Nothing good comes when she calls me but I knew that if I did not pick up the phone my father would soon scold me for disrespecting her.
I took a deep breath as I picked the call up, "Aunty."
"Rose? Why weren't you picking up the call? I was worried?" The sweet and innocent tone said from the receiving end brought shivers on my hand.
"I just fell asleep," I said as I sighed. I was wondering how long I will have to talk. I still needed to change.
"Is the work too hard? I had told you so many times why you would work in some company when you have your own. Your father is still waiting for the day you join his company."
"It's okay Aunty. I have already decided that I will join my mother's company in the future." I smiled as I tried to maintain my tone.
"Are you sure? You know you have right on your father's company as well.."
"I do. Anyways, why did you call me so late? Is everything alright? Is father okay?" I asked as I wanted to distract her. What good will it bring to have an overly friendly relationship with my father's new wife and family?
"Oh, your father is worried. He had words with your mother and she informed him that you are going to bring your boyfriend home that day? Do you know how disheartened he was when he knew that you had kept this a secret from him? He is blaming himself …"
"There is nothing to blame." I cut through her words. "I had always known that my parents love me a lot but they do not love each other. I was indeed hurt when I knew they were going to separate but I was a teenager then. I may have blames them both but now I understand, there was no point in them staying together when there was no relationship in between them."
"You are a mature girl, Rose. But do you blame me then? Have you hidden the fact that you have a boyfriend from your father because of m…"
"Of course not. Aunty, You and your father had met each other after my parents had divorced. I do not blame anyone now. You both are living your life, you both are happy and so is my mother. Mother is having the days of her life. She goes to the company, goes on dates. I hope father might know this but mother is seeing someone too.."
I said in a hurry. I did not have a choice but to shift the words towards my mother. Yes, it was true that my parents had divorced but it was also true that they had divorced on good terms. There were no grudges or hard feelings between them.
I know that it might be hard but they have remained friends. Maybe because they were too mature for their age. I knew that my parents only married because of family pressure. I was born because for the time being they were together, they had fallen in love. But now I also know that they had fallen out of it.
Was it my mother or father I do not remember but I still remember fighting sounds at night? Maybe it was the best when they decided to divorce. And soon after that, they calmed down. It took a few months to sit and talk and clear their misunderstanding. It was never someone cheating in their relationship, it was just that they did not love one another.
Although I hated it at that time. I felt that maybe they did not love me. I used to cry in my room softly asking myself why would this happen to me but then once I started to live a life with only one parent I got used to it. Maybe I was used to it from the start. After all, both of my parents were working parents, handing their own company. At times only my nanny was there to give me dinner and put me to sleep.
Although that was the case I had no right to blame them. Or maybe I blamed my father once he married again and brought a new family into the dynamics.