Miquel opened his eyes as he felt Michaella's regular breathing from his skin which was close to Michaella's nose. He glanced at the girl and smiled faintly. Such a charming girl with such beautiful curled eyelashes. Their symmetrical face and all that is in her can captivate Miquel, even though she was sleeping like this. Miquel... he really couldn't leave Michaella alone.
"I'll be back," he said while stroking the top of Michaella's head before finally getting up from his bed.
Miquel was very careful that Michaella was not distracted by his movements. He even walked very slowly because he didn't want to disturb Michaella's sound sleep. He had to leave immediately on business and of course, Michaella couldn't find out. It's just about himself and his life, it has nothing to do with other people, even the person Miquel wants.
Miquel just left after closing the door in Michaella's room. He looked at the big house where only one person lived in front of him with a faint smile, then left. Meanwhile, Michaella opened her eyes again. She didn't sleep until she felt Miquel's movement. Waiting for the man to leave before she finally opened her eyes. For some reason, Michaella felt that something was suddenly missing from her.
Michaella took a deep breath and pulled the blanket up higher so it covered her whole body. Leaving the head section alone with a look on her face that seemed to think. Michaella couldn't stop thinking about how Miquel was doing. Has that man recovered? Was he feeling better enough to make plans to leave? Are things going well after this?
Michaella shed tears uncontrollably. He didn't know why it could be like this. only thinking about one man but being able to make her feel sad. She should be happy because the person who caused trouble in her life is gone. She should be happy because she is free from Miquel who is a killer. She should be happy and not sad like this.
Michaella... She should be happy, right?
Michaella turned and saw Miquel's jacket still lying on the bedside table. The man left his clothes. Is Miquel coming back? But, why did he come back? Why did Miquel return to Michaella, who should be happy at his departure? What for?
Question after question kept circling Michaella's brain. Making the girl confused for a certain time so that she could only channel it through tears, even though she didn't know why it could be like this. Michaella... It's just that she once had feelings for Miquel and she never conveyed that to the man.
Michaella once promised to forget about Miquel after she refused Miquel's request a few years ago. Michaella had promised herself to ignore anything about Miquel after what happened to her family, but in fact, none of that had ever happened until now. Michaella still has a heavy heart to let go even though it's clear that Miquel is hurting her even without touching her. Miquel hurt her until she couldn't hold on even for a moment.
Tell Michaella what she has to do to get rid of this useless feeling in her heart. Tell Michaella how to do it and don't bring her back to memory. Please say it until Michaella realizes that this is not true. Her feelings were a fault, and that was towards Miquel. Anything about Miquel is a mistake that Michaella should avoid.
"I can't go on like this all the time. I have to be able to repay all of this to him," Michaella said, making sure she wasn't trapped by Miquel's attitude toward her.
Michaella took another deep breath. She moved from her position. Walk towards the broken window and look outside the house. The weather looks hot with the sun stinging the skin. Michaella just kept quiet while continuing to pay attention to the scenery that was presented. Seeing the nice neighbors' houses and the green grass in front of the house. Nice atmosphere.
The ringing of the phone made Michaella turn to the source of the sound. Her phone rang and she quickly got up to see who it was. Unknown number. Lazily, Michaella began to answer the call.
"I sent a package to your house. Wait outside and you will receive it."
"But… Who are you?"
"The person who just came out of your house."
Michaela understands. She tried to hear Miquel's voice again, but at that moment their call was cut off. Michaella looked back at her phone and it was completely off and then turned her gaze towards the window. She then put her cell phone in her trouser pocket and started to follow Miquel's words. As he said earlier, Michaella only needed to wait and someone would deliver the package. What did Miquel do?
Michaella waited long enough for a man to come with a small box in hand. Michaella approached and received the package.
"Wait, are you Miss Allison?" asked the man to make sure before the package he brought was received by the beautiful girl in front of him.
"So what?"
"Not. It's just that the sender said if Miss Allison doesn't receive it then it's better to throw it away."
Michaella shook her head at the answer that the package sender did not receive.
"Yes. I'm Michaella, Michaella Allison."
"Ah… Alright. You can take it then." The man said with a big smile and gave the small package to Michaella. "Okay. I'm leaving then. Good afternoon, Miss Allison."
Michaella nodded in response to the man. She returned to the house and began to open a small package sent by Miquel. A jewelry box. Michaella frowned when she saw what she found. With hesitation, Michaella opened the brown box and found it contained a necklace and a small letter inside.
"Nice necklace," She praised, then opened the letter.
If you wear it I will quickly recover and come back.
Michaella frowned again. Michaella shook her head and closed the letter. Put it back in the box and carried the box to the room. Michaella doesn't want to obey Miquel's stupid request anymore even just because of this necklace. Michaella will not act stupid anymore. She had to focus again on her way of life without caring about Miquel. Let the man go and she is free to do whatever, even though the shadow of that incident will never recover though.
Michaella tucked it into the nightstand. Leaving the box side by side with several other important items in there. She looked at the time, it was already noon. Today there are class hours for subjects that she likes. Michaella will try to focus and not dwell on her sadness. She knew this was the time to rise, even though it was difficult.
Michaella... She had to prove to the world that she could. Michaella will always be someone else's favorite even though she is full of sorrow in reaching it. Michaella… Just don't want to look weak and give up in an instant.