Sold To The Wicked Him

‘I don’t think what I was doing is right. I am checking her things without even having her consent about it… but… no matter what I say for me to stop, my hand won’t let me close the journal. I want to read it. I want to know what was inside of it. Because I feel like… if ever I don’t do so, I would regret it for the rest of my life…’

Reading what was inside, the date shows the exact day when he went in that auction. The day when he bought Lea.

[And I met this person, his name was Aiden. Aiden Lazarus]

A small smile then curved his lips. For each words that he read, he can’t help but hear her speaking those.

[The first time I saw him… I can never forget what he said. “What a beautiful name. Now, don’t let me down… be the most beautiful bride you can ever be” and just like that, I am now here in his mansion as the Mrs. Lazarus. I never even thought I would marry someone! Let alone.. get married like that. it is not what I thought it would be.”

For some reason, Lea’s face pops on his mind. Having that face he thinks she would have when she was writing this words.

‘Her handwriting was… nice’

He also thought. Reading as he continued to flip pages after pages, he can’t stop reading. As if he was reading something interesting. As if… he was drawn in that journal. Day by day, each of it, Lea did not once failed to write. Even if some of those have just one sentence on it. as if it was her habit writing before her day ends.

And so just like how the day would work, time will come when the sun will no longer be in our sight. Time would come and will never stop to, it will always remain that each day would have its end. Would have its last page.

Seeing the last words written on it, Aiden can feel the happiness on her writings. Her way of scribbling on it as if he have to many words to say in a hurry, even the small smiling face she draw on the last of her words, Aiden can’t help but be reminded of what really happened. Of… what the world really is.

The reality strikes at him. making him remember that Lea isn’t around. that she won’t be around… again.

Putting down the diary, he saw how the puppy is now sleeping. He seems to fallen asleep while Aiden was reading. Sleeping so soundly, he caress the dogs fur.

“They says she is dead… I saw her. I believed she was still alive… but it turns out she isn’t that woman. Who would think she has a twin?”

Shaking his head, he let his nape lay on the side of the bed.

“But even with everything… why can’t I believe in those words? Why can’t I believe to that fact they are saying that she is dead already?”

Letting out a deep sigh, he closed his eyes.

“Mom… What should I do now? i… I really don’t know…”

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Smiling as she saw how Brylle went to sit in the side of the bed, she continued writing on the notebook she had with her. Brylle asked some of his brother’s people to go and get Lea’s notebook.

“I am not done yet”

They are now in a nearby hotel. Something that only rich people can afford. Only known figures can be in this hotel. Leaving the hospital, it did not took them so long to get in there. After all, the doctor permits Lea to get discharge as her condition is now fine.

“What is it that you are writing? Can I see it?”

Putting her hand to cover the one she was writing, Brylle giggled.

“Yeah, I am just kidding. But it makes me wonder what was in there. And why are you even writing that? every single night you did not fail to do so”

Shaking her head, Lea replied.

“I don’t know either. It is just that… I feel my hands getting itchy if I don’t do so. Writing what happened to my day is like a habit I had. Just like how you tend to leave your glass without finishing it at all”

She said the last part while pointing her pen at Brylle. Giggling, that made Brylle chuckle a bit.

“Well, now that you mentioned it… I may have done something as that. I didn’t even notice it….”

Yawning, that made Lea look at him.

“I think it is you who shall sleep”

Mumbling to him, she could not help but be worried on his state

“No, I can still stay up”

And even if he did say so, she was certain that he is still tired. He is a human after all. He also need to rest.

“I am alright. I can walk, I can stand up, I can reach the kitchen and get some food if I want, I am alright Brylle. Even the doctors said so. Don’t worry so much”

“You know what? Why do I feels like you are reading my mind?”

He mumbles as he caress her hair.

“Alright… but wake me up if you needed anything. Okay?”

Caressing her cheeks for the last time, Brylle decided to take a nap. But he is still worried about Lea. As much as he wanted, he wants to stay by her side forever. Seeing her with his eyes even if he won’t sleep at all is nothing but a favorable thing for her.

“Okay… now sleep. Look at your eyes, you don’t get any good sleep at all…”

He just give her a z small smile before kissing her forehead.

‘I am making you worried again… but i am glad that you care for me. I also care for you… Lea, more than what you think i ever do’

“Goodnight Lea”

And so a sweet smile escaped her lips as she give her goodnight to that man he was talking to.

“Goodnight Brylle”

Sleeping as soon as he lay on the couch, Lea can’t help but feel sorry for him. he looks so tired and all.

‘I hope he get some good rest’

She thought to herself as she glance at the man for the last time.

Looking at the journal she was writing, something feels odd. She stare at the paper and feels as if something was wrong on it. like… it feels different.

Shaking her head she continued writing and soon completed her journal for the day.

Click click

Brylle is still sleeping. But the sound of that beep surely comes from the door. Someone must be trying to open the door.

‘Whos is that?’

Hesitating if she should go and wake Brylle, his sleeping face looks to those of baby. As if it would be a sin if she ever dares wake him up…

‘I think I shall go and check it. I will just take a peek. Maybe it was something important’

“Who is it?”

She mumbled as she was almost in the door. But before she can even reach it, the door opened on its own.