Lisa was shocked.
“What is it?” Oliver asked, as his attention was drawn to her by her scream. Lisa was speechless. “Isn’t that…….” She pulsed, zooming into the picture, with her face unhappy. “Lisa, what is it? Talk to me,” Oliver said. He tried to peep into Lisa’s phone but she quickly shifted. “It’s nothing…… just…… just.. a shocking gossip on the internet,” Lisa chuckled. “Oh, I see,” Oliver nodded, turning to the menu and looking up to the waiter. "Good evening, welcome to Le Château Gourmet. Are you ready to place your order?" The waiter asked, with a towel on his arm, coupled with his royal facial expression and sleepy eyes. "Yes, I'll have the Wagyu Ribeye Steak, medium-rare, with the black truffle butter. For the sides, I'll take the roasted garlic mashed potatoes and the charred broccolini. And if possible, could you include the red wine reduction? And Lisa what do you want?” Oliver asked turning his attention to Lisa. Lisa casually picked up, the menu and blurted out the first thing she saw. "I'll have the Lobster Tail with Saffron Risotto, please…… Make sure the lobster is butter-poached, and I'd like the grilled asparagus on the side. Oh, and the citrus beurre blanc sauce sounds lovely—please include that as well." Lisa concluded with a slug nod. "Excellent choices. Would you like to pair those with a wine selection from our list?" The waiter asked, as he quickly writes down their order still maintaining his composure and manner. Sure…… sure…. I'll take a glass of the 2016 Château Margaux Bordeaux to go with my steak." Oliver added as he carefully makes his choice. Lisa skimmed through the wine selection, anyone can tell she was lost, even Oliver. “My Lady I’ll have a glass of the 2018 Domaine Ott Rosé to complement the lobster." Oliver said. "Wonderful choices. May I recommend starting with an appetizer?” the waiter asked. "That sounds great. Let’s add that to the order." Oliver concorded. "I’ll pass on the appetizer for now, but could you bring me a sparkling water with a lemon wedge while we wait?" Lisa requested. "Of course.” the waiter acknowledged with a nod. He continued “One sparkling water with lemon and a foie gras appetizer to start. I’ll have your wine selections brought out shortly as well. Is there anything else I can assist you with?" "No, that’ll be all for now, thanks." Oliver gave the final wave of dismissal. "Thank you!" Lisa followed. "My pleasure. I’ll be back with your drinks in just a moment. Enjoy your evening." The waiter bowed and left. Lisa immediately returned to her phone, still on Nora picture, her face still in disgust. Oliver noticed. “What is the problem? Is it your broke boyfriend?” Lisa immediately screenshot the picture, saving the picture. “No, it’s not him, just something on social media,” she smiles. Meanwhile, Nora was not to far from them, Nora was recording Lisa, from outside the restaurant, gathering evidence. “This isn’t enough to convince Eric,” Nora thought to herself, as her fingers plays with the necklace that was mistakenly given to her by Eric. Nora snapped her fingers as she thought of a plan. Nora quickly brought out her phone and called Eric. Eric phone buzzed, interrupting his hopeful evening. He took a glimpse at the caller ID it was Nora, Eric knew what she wanted to say but he made his decision minutes ago. Eric didn’t pick the call. Nora was pissed at her own, she decided to text him. “I called, and I know you are mad at me but I think if we can meet right now, I will show you something that will change your mind, and if it doesn’t, I will tell you be,” Nora sent. Eric got the beep, Nora hoped for a reply. Nora attention shifted to her target, Lisa, as she monitors her from a distance, outside the fancy glass restaurant. Swiftly, the waiter came back with their orders and wine selections. Oliver sniffed the food, in a majestic manner, and smiled. Lisa glanced at what she ordered, couldn’t comprehend but nodded in false appreciation. “I can’t chew properly,” Oliver muttered, as he picked up his cutlery’s. He continues “your man, made it so,”. “Sorry,” Lisa apologized, patting Oliver on the cheek softly. “Don’t be, he can’t spend on a pretty girl like you, or even afford this place,” Oliver said proudly. Flashback of the shock of seeing Eric as his gardener, came back to him. “Guest what I found out about Eric?” Oliver asked. Lisa took a bite of the lobster, trying to comprehend the flavor. “What?” Lisa asked. Lisa looked through the glasses of the restaurant into the street nearby, then back to Oliver. Nora got no response from Eric. She sighed. “Let me just go home, this is pointless,” Nora admitted. Nora slide her phone in her bag, but still had the necklace on her neck and it was visible. Nora motioned herself home, walking passed the fancy restaurant. Nora brought the phone to check the time, as he moved along the road. Lisa phone buzzes with Eric calls, interrupting Oliver revelation. Lisa didn’t pick. “Is him, huh?” Oliver asked. Lisa nodded. Oliver sighed. “Why don’t you dump him and move on with me?” “I said, propose and marry me, then I will be yours,” Lisa replied. Oliver sighed. “I will think about it” “Think?! You don’t love me, don’t you?” Lisa questioned. Oliver scratched his head. “Is it not like that,” he replied. “Then it is what?! I am just an accessory of pleasure isn’t it?” Lisa voice was rising, drawing attention of other customers. “Calm down, let me explain,” Oliver muttered, he stretched his hands towards Lisa hand but Lisa quickly pulled away. “I’m listening,” Lisa replied. “You know I cared about you, don’t let one question, ruin everything,” Oliver said. “Everything?!” Lisa sighed. “I lost my appetite,” Lisa said. She got up, grabbed her bag, dashed out the door in annoyance, onto the streets. Oliver dropped the bill on the table and he went after her. Out in the streets, Lisa waited for a cab. “Lisa, wait! Just listen to me,” Oliver called out. He motioned close to her. Lisa tried to ignore him by walking away but she bumped into Nora. “Oh sorry…….” Nora apologized, quickly looking up and her face was froze in shock. Lisa stared at her, in shock, she quickly site the necklace on Nora’s neck. “This can’t be true….. how……how did she have it? This can’t be happening,” Lisa muttered within herself.
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who’s joe?
“Who’s Joe?” Eric asked again with curiosity in his eyes. Nora looked away as she exhaled. There was silence. Sandra turned to Nora to spill out the whole story but she didn’t, she knew it was heavy for her to say, considering it would affect Eric totally and she kept it hidden from him the whole time. “Sandra? Talk to me, who’s Joe?” Eric repeated. His voice, lost in his suspense. Sandra exhaled. “Joe….. uh…. Is a…” Sandra started.“Is what?” Eric asked, even more curious. “He was a mysterious man,” Nora came into the conversation with a revelation. Sandra turned to her and gave her a gentle nod of approval. “Mystery man?” Eric asked. “Yeah mystery man,” Sandra replied. “I’m confused,” Eric blunted. “Eric, look, sorry for keeping this away from you but I promise to explain everything, without hiding anything, on the way home. I promise,” Nora said, looking straight into Eric's eyes. “Please…..,” Nora said, holding his hands. Eric exhaled and he agreed. “Okay, let me ge
The Proposal.
Nora packed up her stuff she came with, and suddenly, her name tag from her place of work fell off her bag. It made a shattering sound but that came with a lot of flashbacks. “What’s it?” Sandra asked, noticing the pause in Nora's footsteps, as she slowly reached down to pick up something. Nora turned, revealing the name tag, her mood ruined. “Oh, Nora….. I understand but just let it go, okay?” Sandra requested. Nora nodded. She shoved the name tag into a waste bin nearby. “Come, Eric is waiting,” Sandra said. Nora shrugged off the sour feeling and followed her. The nurse at the reception gave both of them a nonchalant look and went back to her business. Nora and Sandra hurried back to the room, where Eric was. Meanwhile, he was awake from the long sleep he had, and the doctor was standing beside him, examining him. Eric heard a soft knock on the door. Knock, knock. “Coming!” The doctor answered loudly. The door opened slowly, and Nora and Sandra crept in, the doctor tu
Troubled Mind.
Eric's life was hanging by a thin thread, while Nora’s life was in crisis, both worlds were in turmoil. Meanwhile, amid the crisis. Lisa was in her mansion, but not asleep but awake. Lisa sat on the edge of her king-size bed, while Oliver, her new husband was fast asleep, snoring innocently. Lisa couldn’t shut her eyes, sleep was far away from her, her mind was troubled, and several thoughts were processed at the same time. Lisa got up from the bed, in her semi-transparent milk color night gown she moved close to the window, her arms crossed, still lost in thought. Lisa opened the window. She looked out the window, cold breeze greeted her first. Indeed it was cold outside. She sighed. Oliver, her new husband, was asleep but he was accompanied by his side as he searched for Lisa beside him, but he couldn’t find his wife. Oliver turned slowly to his side, and Lisa was not in bed with him. Oliver got up, turned on the lights, with the switch beside his bed. He looked around and
The Loan.
Nora stormed through the doors of the ER; she was out of breath and her hair was flying through the wind. And the receptionist started awake, but at that Nora was running down the hall, the squeak, squeak of her shining shoes on the waxed floor.One of the nurses was offended by Nora. "Eric! Eric!! where is he? Where……. WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO HIM?" With an echoing voice Nora asked.One of the nurses indicated toward the end of the hall. "Room 307. In that manner ma am,” The nurses in a casual way directed Nora in the direction. What Nora did not say thank you. Up the steps she came three of them at a bound; her heart scampering every time. Standing at the door, Sandra was bent with some tears in her face, her hands trembled.Sandra sighted. "Nora?" Sandra started to go but Nora pushed her aside and her fingers were pointing straight at the bed.Eric was quiet, quite too quiet. The machines were not in voice. In a horrible, interminable moment the heart of Nora stood still. Next the
The Desperate Call.
Nora was beating the ground with her feet, breath, uneven, gasping. The city ran in a haze before her eyes the street-lights had become smears of gold, the roar of traffic a far away noise to her ears. Her bag hung by her, a handhold. Her fingers sank in the material as though she could find an anchor in the raging in her heart. So now what? Asked Nora. The doubt was playing in her mind, over and over. Home? Back to hospital? Both were not an escape. Home was nothing but four walls of quietness. Eric was between and lay over in the hospital, pale palpitating, unable to move except thanks to the machines. And then was the debt. Keep that in mind: the loan that I lent you, you are to pay back within a month! The voice of her boss began to re-enter into her mind, poisonous. Nora sank her teeth. She had gulped her pride and borrowed that loan to pay for her tuition fee, not having any other option. And now, she had lost a job, had no income, how should she ever get it back? a b
Turbulent.
The door swung shut behind Nora with a gentle jingle, lost under the clatter of cups, the roar of espresso machines, and the building hum of a crowd that had no idea how close to shattering she was. She lingered, surrounded by the aroma of coffee brewing and pastries, grounding herself in the warm, hectic chaos of the café."Nora! This evening we're serving alcohol, fewer teas and coffees," her boss shouted to her."Since when?" Nora shot back."You can look at the sign outside," her boss snapped back.Nora was taken aback.Her shift had only just begun, and already she could feel the tension behind her eyes.Customers waited in a zigzag line almost to the door, thumping their phones or scowling in over-the-top frustration. Others clustered beside the counter, shouting into frazzled employees as if they were on oxygen and at risk of suffocation.Nora smoothed her apron, tucking the necklace she'd found a while earlier discreetly into her pocket. Her mind was still going over the memor
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