I Swear, Let Me Love You Again

LYDIA’S POV: SAME NIGHT:NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

I walked out of the building and instantly placed my hands in my coat pocket. It was quite chilly as the atmosphere had been quite cold lately. I stared straight ahead and I was shocked to see Nathaniel leaning on his black Lamborghini truck with his eyes glued to his phone looking amazing in his blue suit. He had changed from wearing his usual black suit and this color went well with skin tone. The suit highlighted his biceps and broad shoulders. “O My God, is that Nathaniel King?” Two employees argued and one flashed a camera at him. I rolled my eyes in a full circle about to just head to my car as planned. “Good evening.” They chorused in a flirty tone walking off, Nathaniel looked up meeting my eyes and flashed me a charming smile. I forced a smile and walked towards him. I was uncertain if we should even be interacting in public as there were eyes everywhere from the media. And the last thing I needed right now was to have my face on the news right before my meet and greet next week. “Hi, you look beautiful.” He complimented softly and since I had promised myself I won’t let my facial expression give off how his words and actions made me feel, so I kept a blank expression. “Thank you.. I drove to work today, so just send me the location and I will meet you there.” His face turned into a frown as he wasn’t pleased at my words. “Noo…you’ve had a long day, hand the keys to Thomas. He will drive your car back to your building, or we can pick it up afterwards. Whichever.” He looked at me, not giving room for me to object. Thomas happened to be one of the security/ body guards he had sent to me, though my father had provided enough. Most times, I just ditched them because it was suffocating. Additionally, with Jenny’s passing, I had no more enemies who would attack me so I was calm even though we had not confirmed if it was indeed her. “Fine.” I handed him my key and he grinned showing his white pearly teeth, summoning Thomas who I had failed to notice. He spoke to Thomas then opened the doors to his car for me while holding onto my hand like a gentleman. I muttered a thank you and he shut the door after giving me a smile. It was honestly so strange to see him smiling, laughing and just being so sweet to him. If I think I loved his old, cold side then past me would have worshiped this caring, attentive, sweet side. “How was your day? Your hair looks different, but in a good way.” He asked as he drove off and I exhaled debating whether to give him a full rundown of my day or just vague descriptions. I smiled as I noticed my hair’s difference. “It was okay. I had a lot of work to do. Yeah, I decided to try something new.” I winced at my response. Like what exactly is my problem? I suddenly remembered when I would send a voice message to describe my whole day, everyday. It was so cringe now that I think about it. “You can tell me all about it and you look amazing with the color and style, but before that…” He stopped before a red light then turned around bringing out a box of snacks from Burger King. “Don’t worry I had gotten the veggie burger, I don’t know why you’re trying that though.” I smiled and stared at his profile before opening it. He must have overheard when I was telling Ariana about my choice to try being a vegetarian for a month and to be honest, I did that because I was gaining weight but I missed chicken. I’m glad this is my last day plus with exercise, I have gotten my beautiful shape back. “Thank you…. I really hadn’t eaten all day.” I spoke lowly. “You’re welcome.” He drove in silence before I decided to tell him a few parts of my day. We also spoke about work and the ongoing partnership with the company. He seemed pleased that I had shared it with him. “How is Rachel by the way?” I asked as he had been worried about her lately. It turns out she had moved back with his mother and she might be getting married but that’s all the information I got. “She’s the last person I want to talk about. Like I’m just so disappointed and I don’t even know what to do about it.” He expressed and I swallowed my food while drinking water. “Just talk to her and keep her far from him. Maybe she’s internally pleading for your help but remaining non-chalant on the outside.” I explained and he thought about it. He eventually changed the subject, telling me about his day at work, his interview with Jogoe, one of the biggest magazine companies in the country, who had rated him among the top three successful men in the country below thirty five. I believed he deserved it as he was good at his job and no doubt he was dedicated. I loved it as he had shared the events of his day with me as well.

*********** 30 Minutes later: We had arrived at the dinner events and Nathaniel had held my hands leading me. I made a mental note to inform him that the media was working tirelessly so we both needed to be on the low to prevent us from being the front cover of the papers and news. “It’s going to go well. I will be by your side.” Nathaniel assured me after I had exhaled. I just nodded and smiled a bit. We stepped into the hall and it was a sight to behold, with a majestic high ceiling adorned with a sparkling chandelier. The long dining table was covered in a crisp white tablecloth, with gleaming silverware and sparkling wine glasses placed at each setting. The walls were adorned with paintings in gilded frames, and the air was filled with the scent of freshly cut flowers. The space was bathed in a warm, inviting glow from the candles that flickered in the corners. It was truly amazing and everyone dressed beautifully laughing and discussing amongst themselves. “Oh, if it isn’t the very one, Nathaniel King with his beautiful lady.” One of Nathaniel’s friends who I had seen like twice when Nathaniel and I were married, announced with excitement. I couldn’t remember exactly what his name was. “Hi guys, this is Lydia. You all already know her. Lydia, you remember Melissa, Jacob, Kelvin and Liam.” Nathaniel spoke and I glanced at him through the corner of my eye trying to remember which I did.