Samer claimed that he had a stomachache and needed to rest. I apologized to the kids for our travel glitch, and they were understanding. Of course, our vacation will still push through someday; it’s just not possible right now because I can’t leave Samer alone.
Luckily, the two kids are naturally understanding. Instead of getting upset that our trip didn’t happen, they chose to bond with my dogs instead. Meanwhile, I kept trying to convince Samer to go to the hospital.
“Why don’t you want to see a doctor?”
“I don’t need to. I’ll be fine with some rest. Why do you insist on seeing a doctor? Are you concerned about me because you love me too?” he asked, but I just rolled my eyes at him.
“If you don’t want to see a doctor, then it’s your problem!” I stood up, walked straight to the door, and left. He keeps on irritating me with his words, and I’m not comfortable with what he’s saying.
We used to live under the same roof, but it’s only now that I’ve noticed Samer as a man. Before, I didn’t care even if I saw him walking around the house without a shirt. I never paid attention to his body.
But now, even though he’s wearing clothes, I still imagine his naked body. In short, I feel desire for my boss, and it’s not right. If I follow what my body wants, it’s like I’m a moth drawn to a flame, knowing I’ll get hurt.
Wait, what if I get pregnant?
I opened the My Calendar app on my smartphone and checked if I was safe or fertile on the night that something happened between us. Oh my! I made the sign of the cross when I read the remarks – it said there was a medium chance of pregnancy!
I’m in trouble if I get pregnant because it won’t be the first time; it would be the second time. And a woman who gets pregnant twice is not just called unfortunate; she’s called a big fool and promiscuous! I’ve been too flirtatious, not learning from my mistakes. As they say, ‘fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me.’
But of course, even though I didn’t want to enter Samer’s room again, I had no choice. I still need to monitor him and bring him food. His kids are getting worried too.
Carrying a tray with food for him, I knocked before entering. I slowly pushed the door open, not wanting to disturb him in case he was resting.
But… he’s gone. Where could he be? Is he struggling in the bathroom or did he pass out in there? I got worried and quickly rushed to the bathroom. Because of my panic, I didn’t hear the door opening, and I accidentally bumped into the man as he came out.
With his body size and the impact, I was knocked off balance and fell backward quite far. I was expecting him to catch me, just like in the movies and some Korean dramas. But no, he didn’t do it!
He just let me fall to the floor, even though he saw me grimace in pain from the impact on my lower back. He continued walking toward the closet to get his clothes. I then noticed he was only wrapped in a towel and had just taken a shower. Instead of looking away because he was topless, I boldly stood up and approached Samer. I was about to confront him for letting me fall to the floor, but different words came out of my mouth.
“I thought you were sick?” I raised my voice as I faced him.
“Relax, Jamie. I just took a bath,” he answered.
“Relax? What if your stomach pain gets worse? You’re so stubborn, Samer! You’re like a child!” I couldn’t stop myself from scolding him like that.
“I’m fine now. I called my personal doctor, and he told me to go back to my country. Maybe my body got shocked by the climate here.” He explained.
Wait, what? He’s going back home? I was momentarily speechless as his words sunk in.
“We’re leaving tomorrow morning,” he told me while busy choosing his sleepwear.
“So soon? Can’t you go on another day?” The news shocked me; I didn’t expect them to leave so soon. I wasn’t ready!
“When I’m gone, will you miss me?” he suddenly asked.
“Well, I’m gonna miss the kids… right?” I lied. Of course, I’ll miss him too!
“Okay. Anyway, thanks for your hospitality. Maybe I’ll see you again soon,” he promised.
“Anytime,” I said as I thanked him.
But why is it that only now I feel like I’ll miss Samer? I looked at him with confused eyes, but isn’t this what I wanted? Not seeing him every day? Well then, my wish is about to come true.
“What time should I take you to the airport tomorrow?”
“Six in the morning will be good,” he said.
“Noted. Hmm, there’s food on the table if you’re hungry,” I said while heading to the door to leave. I turned the doorknob when suddenly Samer approached me. I looked back. “Do you need anything else?” I asked him.
“No, I just want you to lock the door when you leave.”
For a moment, I couldn’t move from where I was standing, and my eyes blinked several times due to what he said.
When I finally stepped outside, I stayed there for a moment in case he changed his mind and ran after me. But in just an hour, nothing happened. Of course, I stopped myself from knocking on his door, pretending to be hard to get!
As I stood outside, my heart pounded in my chest, hoping he would come rushing after me. The street felt eerily quiet, and every passing minute only heightened my anxiety. Maybe he needed more time to think, I reassured myself.
An hour passed, but there was no sign of him. I battled the urge to go back, to knock on his door and confront him about his feelings. But I knew I had to stay strong, to show him I wasn’t desperate. I decided to play hard to get, even if it was tearing me apart inside.
The night air felt cool against my skin as I wandered aimlessly, trying to distract myself from the ache in my heart. I replayed our conversation over and over, searching for any signs that he might still care. But the more I analyzed it, the more confused I became.
Was it all a mistake? Did I read too much into his words and actions? I felt like a fool for letting myself fall so hard, only to be left hanging in uncertainty.
As the night wore on, I finally accepted that he might not come after me. It was painful, but I knew I had to move on. I needed to find the strength to let go, even if it meant leaving a part of my heart behind.