Nate's POV.
I said I liked her without looking at her.
Oh my, did I just say that without thinking?
I just told Isabella I liked her to her face.
Something must be wrong with me, no, something is wrong with me.
Why would I even do that?
When I eventually looked at her, I only found her staring at me like she didn't understand a word I said.
Huh… you said what?
She asked me.
I said I like you, Isabella, I like you.
I found myself repeating the words to her.
What do you mean you like me, you know nothing about me.
I'm in a mess already, no, I'm even a mess myself, you can't just add to my trouble, please.
I can't handle it, I'm tired, stressed out and frustrated as it is.
Before I knew what was happening she was already crying, I was so worried people might hear us and come out of their respective rooms to find me and Isabella in this awkward position.
They might think I've done something to her because she was crying so much.
Isabella, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel that way.
What I meant was that t don't want you to get hurt anymore in the hands of that man.
It's so clear that he is not good for you.
I want to protect you and I don't want any harm to come near you.
You know, I like you like a sister and I'm not sure anyone will see their sister in danger and just watch bad things happen to her.
I had to change my narrative immediately so she could calm down.
But that did not leave me wondering why a strong man like me who doesn't take nonsense gets all soft in front of Isabella.
I think she might need to leave because I can't have her spoil my plans, I think my head.
Well, let's just make sure she's fine for now.
I will figure out what to do later.
After about a few minutes, Isabella stopped crying and she wiped her tears.
You could tell that she was overwhelmed with her situation and she knew not what to do about it.
Isabella's POV
Nate just told me he likes me and I just couldn't believe my ears.
I looked at him as soon as he said that, surprised at what I heard, I asked what he said and he repeated himself.
How can he even like me?
He doesn't know anything about me, yet he says he likes me.
This seems a lot like what happened between Mike and me when we first met.
He told me he liked me, we got I know each other, I moved him with him, and boom.. all of a sudden he changed his behaviour towards me.
I couldn't do right in his eyes anymore. He began to beat me and he hurt me deeply countless times.
He says sorry and does it again until he starts to never apologise and just walks over me like I'm less of a human being.
As I thought about all of this, it drove me to tears, I was overwhelmed by everything going on around me.
I haven't lived a happy life and it's disturbing.
I cried so much that, it scared Nate. He was worried about what he did.
Until I heard him say, he only wanted me to be safe. He says, he sees me like his sister and no one will want to see their sister get hurt that was what he meant.
When I heard this, I felt relieved because I couldn't believe that Nate liked me.
I gradually stopped crying, I wiped my tears, looked back at him and told him 'good night '.
I didn't wait for a reply.
I walked towards the stairs and made my way back to my room.
I hurriedly entered the room and closed the door.
I sat on the floor for a while, replaying everything that as happened.
As I was thinking, I heard a sound coming from the room next to mine. It was then I remembered the hand I had seen before.
Today has been a lot, and this noise wants to make it worse.
I was scared about what could be the cause of the noise or what might be happening.
But then, I was also scayof finding out. I don't know if it's something I can handle.
So, I quietly moved to the bed, laid my head on the pillow and wondered why someone would have a life like mine.
You won't even wish this kind of life for your enemies but yet, this is the life I live.
I closed my eyes, hoping sleep would come soon since I had recently just gotten out of bed from sleep.
When I opened my eyes, I see a ray of light coming through my tiny window and I heard a cock crow.
It was morning already,
I stood up from the bed, laid it properly and went to have my bath.
I came out of the bathroom, I changed into one of the clothes I was given.
I then made my way out of the room and headed for the kitchen.
In the kitchen, I met the three women, Lisa, Anna and Christabel.
They all smiled at me as I entered the kitchen and I felt warm inside.
It felt like we've known for a long time. That feeling was good.
They are my happy place.
Good morning everyone I said to them.
Good morning my girl, Lisa answered
How was your night? You went to bed early yesterday Anna said.
Yes, we came to check on you, but we saw you sleeping, so we left so as not to disturb you, Christabel added.
Oh, that's right, I was lying in bed thinking when I slept off, I woke up later and noticed everyone had gone to sleep.
That's when I realised it was pretty late.
I also saw Nate and he told me it was midnight so I had to go back to the room to sleep round two.
We all laughed at what I said.
Is everything all right dear, Christabel asked.
It was as if she saw that something happened at night that I skipped in my narration.
Sure, yes, why not?
Oh, nothing, I'm only asking if you're good and thank God you are.
Yes.
Well, what do I need to do today?
First, you'll go clean the places I should to yesterday, when you're done let me know so I can show you other things to do.
Okay ma'am I said as I left the kitchen to go and begin with my work.
I went into the first room and finished on time because there wasn't much to do there.
I did my work fast and on getting to the last room I had to clean I opened it without knocking because all the other rooms were empty and there was no one there, so I didn't think much to still knock.
I had started cleaning when I suddenly heard the bathroom door open, and I saw Nate walk into the room half naked, water dripping off his body as he just had his bath with the towel loosely tied around his lower waist.
I could see the line that was on his waist before it disappeared into the towel.
I also saw that he has some scars on his body, ranging from big to small.
I stood there for a while almost drooling, until I heard him clear his throat.
Coughs…what in the world is this?
I thought I locked the door.
What are you doing here?
How did you get in here?