Julia's POV
I took a deep breath and start typing the report. It's already midnight and I'm still inside my study room. "Never rest, huh? Everyone enjoyed they holiday and vacation, but you..." I'm looking at Ashley who sits on the chair in front of me.
I leaned my back and sighed. "Andrew try get back to his job, and I stuck here... with some... you know. Deadlines." Ashley chuckled and carried my nephew. "He... wanted to play with you."
I carried him and let him sits on my lap. "There's... anything I can help?" I hook my head.
"I appreciate for your offer, but... no. I don't think I have a problem with that." I said. He keeps staring at me as biting his fingers. I'm smiling. "Do you think... I can do it?" Kevin's sound called her muffled.
I sighed. I let her take over to carried him. "We're talk later. Good luck." I'm nodding my head.
There's a two types of people. Type one, you're from a billionaire family and never found love you deserved, or two, a kind woman choose to live with your brother or friend douchebag, and she falls harder than you could imagined. Which one you're stereo type?
I continued to write the report, and my phone was ringing. I'm picking up my phone and accept the call. "Hey... how are you?"
I cleared my throat and walked to the balcony, watching the snow fall. "I'm good. Merry Christmas." I said. Cecilia hummed. "H-how's you're relationship with Marco? He's good?"
Cecilia's POV
I took a deep breath and looked at the fancy bag Marco's gave me. "We're good. He gave me a handbag. Thank you for... the music box, it's cute."
She's chuckling and sighed. "You know... Marco, he started to crawling slowly. Because of you at the Miami that day... he changed. Jane won't bothered us because I heard she was... kicked from his house."
I can heard she's chuckling and sighed. Why? Why I felt guilt? "Did I..."
"No, It's fine. I'm... happy for you." She said. Her voice croak and husky. Does she sick? "I should... get some rest because today is Christmas. We'll discuss it later what step we should take, okay?" I hummed. She hangs up the call.
I feel a pang of guilt, and everything is wrong with me. Why I feel that emotion? No, I'm straight!
I took a deep breath and groans. I support my chin, then looked at the snowball in front of me. She's kind. The most kindest woman I've ever met.
I took a deep breath and walked to my bathroom to take a bath. Maybe I feel the guilt because she's a single and haven't found someone.
Julia's POV
I wiped my tears and sighed. My heart feel ache every time she feels happy whenever mentioning his name. "Julie... Are you alright?" My dad tapped my shoulder, rubbed my back.
"I'm fine. I just cut an onion to make myself some sandwich." I tried to smile and brushed it off my feeling towards her. She's happy with her choice. I'm walking to my bedroom, then locked the door. My knees feel weak and leaned in front of the door.
I let my tears falls and closed my eyes. I open my Spotify.
I shuffled the song.
I'm jealous of the rain
That falls upon your skin
It's closer than my hands have been
I'm jealous of the rain
I'm jealous of the wind
That ripples through your clothes
It's closer than your shadow
Oh, I'm jealous of the wind
Flashback on
I'm looking at the Cecilia, who was standing across the store. She's shivering because of the cold the wind and rain falls and blows upon her skin. When I want to took a step, Marco was there.
He covered her body with his suit and shared the umbrella with her. I withdrew myself, then walked to the basement level.
Flashback off
'Cause I wished you the best of
All this world could give
And I told you when you left me
There's nothing to forgive
But I always thought you'd come back, tell me all you found was
Heartbreak and misery
It's hard for me to say, I'm jealous of the way
You're happy without me - Jealous by Labirinth
I sighed. I covered my face to muffled my sobs. That's how the heartbreak feels.
I took a deep breath and wiped my tears and sighed. I should let her go. She's happy with her choice. The song changed.
Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missing home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go - Let Her Go by Passenger
I walked to where I kept where my hidden stash and drink until I passed out because of drunk.
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I opened my eyes and feels my head hurts. I'm looking at my surrounding and sighed. I'm at the ER when it's Christmas. Great. I'm looking at Ashley, who was sitting there sleep as Kenneth sleeps.
"You already awake?" My dad approached me and sighed. "I'm fine, dad." Ashley flickered her eyes and gasped.
"Da..."
"It's fine Ashley. It's fine." He said. I took a deep breath looked at her. What happened to me? Why I rushed to the ER? How they get inside of my room? I'm looking at her. My dad carried Kenneth and played with him.
"You passed out. Are you alright?" My dad asked. I he was wrinkling his face. "You're too tired, just... slow down! We're almost lost you!" I'm chuckling.
"Ashley..." she's nodding her head, as if she understand. She stroked my hair and hummed a lullaby. I closed my eyes and the sound of her voice still echoing through my brain. I only need time to recover from everything.
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I can't be discharged and need to bedridden because of I'm too tired. I heard a knocked on my door room and seeing her, smiled at me. "Hey... are you alright?" She walked approached me and sits next to me.
I tried to hide the pain that she caused. I'm nodding my head. "I'm fine." My sound hoarse. She puts a basket of fruits.
"Get well soon, and Merry Christmas." I'm looking at her handbag.
That's might be from Marco. I sighed and closed my eyes. A gentle snore can be heard from me as I drift to my slumber.