Chapter 372
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“Thanks,” I whisper, smiling at it before I quickly get out of bed and pull on my slippers. I’m in an
oversized nightshirt, but I don’t have time to change.
I grab my keys and phone and sneak into the hall, crossing the empty tiled hall to Zade’s door. It feels
strange using this side, but I don’t really have an option. The question is, will he answer it?
Hmm, what should I do?
Maybe I should try to make peace some other way….
But I don’t even know what he likes…
Frowning, I stand there staring at my slippers just as my phone beeps and I look down to see it’s
Cassian… I regret giving him my number, I hope he isn’t pushy, maybe next time I’ll make it clear I’m
not single….
I am, but I’m not interested in him.
Exhaling, I raise my hand to knock when I pause, my knuckles millimetres from the door. What if I just
make him angry again?
“Zade?” I call quietly, no reply. “Zade, can you please not ignore me?”
At this rate, I’m going to have to do something drastic to get his attention!
But what?
I knock a few more times, he doesn’t answer, and I sigh, pressing my forehead to the cold door. “Zade,
I know you’re pissed, but please… can I just speak to you?”
He ignores me again, and my shoulders slump in defeat.
What more can I do?
Give him a little more time… maybe he’ll cool off… seeing him so angry was not something I’m used to,
and it did throw me off a little, but it was also proof he needs time.
Maybe tomorrow…
The following morning, he doesn’t answer again, but I am certain he didn’t leave unless he somehow
managed to sneak away, although I was half asleep, half awake, keeping my ear out for any sounds of
the door opening and shutting.
+15 BONUS
I feel exhausted as I get ready for work, putting on a bit of makeup to appear normal. As much as I
wish I could take another day off, I can’t, not when the
cases of the new virus are on the rise.
I run my fingers through my hair before putting my shoes on and leaving for work. As I predicted, it is
an extremely busy day but at least keeping busy meant I didn’t have to talk to Cassian although I do
need to decline his invitation, but I didn’t get the chance today.
5 pm comes and I get into the car to return home feeling as if death has hit me. I’m so tired, but I need
to talk to Zade.
Maybe if I took the same ramen, he got me as a peace offering, he’d let me speak. to him. I don’t think
that’s going to work, but it’s worth a try, right?
I think I will do that. After all, I’m not sure he’s even been eating, not that I’ve been eating great. Well,
let’s see what tonight brings…
Evening comes and I am outside of Zade’s apartment again with a bag that contains two steaming pots
of delicious large portions of ramen.
“Zade? Can you at least open up? I have ramen.” I call, wishing he’d answer. I wait, hoping the smell of
the noodles tempts him, but once again, I’m met with silence. “Fine, don’t talk to me, but if you want the
ramen, I’m leaving it outside the door.”
Defeated, I place them down, wondering what more I could do.
I’m heading back to my room when I stop in my tracks, a sudden thought coming to my mind.
Oh yes,
drastic times call for drastic measures.
I’ll just camp outside his door. He’ll have to open it at some point. Deciding to do just that, I go over to
my apartment door silently, opening and shutting the door with a snap before I silently tip–toe back to
Zade’s door and as quietly as possible
sit down.
There. Excellent.
Now I just hope he comes for the ramen, and I can jump inside and force him to listen to him.
Excellent plan!
Or maybe not…
+15 BONUS
My phone’s dead, so I’m not sure how much time has passed, but I know it’s dark outside. The sound
of crickets reache my ears, and I can hear the woman on the bottom floor shouting for her son to get
inside. A clear sign that it’s late.
Come on Zade… open up…
I’m exhausted. I didn’t even change out of my clothes since getting back from work. I haven’t eaten and
my stomach hurts. How many meals have I been missing, anyway?
I’ve lost count… and I’m so tired….
I’m feeling sleepy, but I refuse to let my eyes drop. What if he opens the door and grabs the food?
No, I’m going to wait here until he gives me a chance…
Just one more time…
Because I know how it feels when you respect the other person’s wishes only for it to waste years
because of a misunderstanding.
Life’s short…
I yawn, shaking my head to push the sleepiness away.
Come on…Zade…
My head lolls, my chin hitting my chest, but I refuse to let sleep overcome me. Open up… come on….
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