"By the way, have you met Blake earlier in the hallway? Just a few minutes after you went out, he left because Ezekiel called him. He hasn't bid his goodbye to you, at least." I swallowed an air to my throat when Barack opened up a topic.

After Blake left me in the hallway, I headed back inside and went straight to my room to have a quick shower and change my clothes into nighties. I felt guilty of giving in to Blake when I already have Barack in my life. Yet, I remained silent and promised myself that that would be the last one.

"Ah, yes. I've seen him leaving. I think he was in a hurry," I replied.

We just finished eating our dinner that we have ordered from the restaurant. I was too lazy and tired to cook so I opted to have a food delivery which I also usually do in Italy. Actually, nothing was new with our set up, we talk comfortably and casually but our relationship was still platonic. Because I wanted to give everything to him when we are already married as I don't want to repeat the history and this time, the table might turn and he would be the one who will walk away. I know that was exaggerated and overthinking but I just wanna make sure.

"I can't wait to go back in Italy, Yzabelle and prepare for our wedding." Barack reached for my hand, caressing my knuckles. I snuggled up to him and meet his dark hazel eyes. "Me too. I can't wait to wear my wedding gown and change my surname," I replied.

He flashed a smile and planted a kiss on my forehead. "Ti amo, Mi Amore," he whispered.

"Ti amo."

I don't know what happened, the next thing I knew was that I found myself kissing him. This was the first time for a long years of being together that we have an intimate exchange of warm lips. His kisses was too shallow until it became deeper and his tongue discovered mine. I was already sitting on his lap that I could even feel his hardened crotch behind me.

"Your lips is the sweetest desert that I have tasted in my entire life, Yzabelle," he commented between our chasing breaths, making me release a short silent giggle. Then, he claimed my lips once again.

He held my waist and tried to stand, carrying my heavy load while we are still touching and tasting each other. Until, we get inside our room. Fortunate enough for this day that Ethan and Elaine weren't around. He then carefully laid me on our wide soft bed and slowly took off mine and his shirt. His naturally build firm muscles and well defined abs welcomed me when he finally take his shirt away. He dived back to me and planted warm kisses on my rich chest down to my navel which I moaned in pleasure until his hands crawled to my undies.

"You're so beautiful, Yzabelle." On that cue, I brought back to my sanity as I felt a bit pang in my chest. I know it's not good to compare him to Blake because they are very far from each other but, Blake's voice echoed in my ear while hearing those words.

I immediately held his hand to stop him from touching me which made him confused. "Why?" he asked.

"I'm sorry. My stomach and chest is painful. Can I excuse myself for a while?" Disappointment was traced on his face but he chose to nod in understanding and pulled himself away from me.

It was so mean but I really can't do it with him this early and this time. I quickly went to the the comfort room and splash a cold water on my face. "You're such an idiot, Amber!" I exclaimed to myself, burying my fingers to my hair. I kept on repeating that sentence until I found my cheek with tears streaming down to my face.

My knees were slowly loosing its strength making me fall on the cold tiled floor. There, I continued my nonsense and reasonless cry until I felt better. But, when I went out, Barack was already sleeping on our bed, half naked.

Morning came and I felt so heavy yet I managed to cook food for our breakfast. I apologised to Barack about what happened last night which he understood. In fact, he asked me to go to the hospital for a check up but I insisted not to because I know I would feel better later on.

For the remaining day, we went to our home. Celestine and Thunder were both shocked when they heard the whole story excluded the scene when Blake left. Thunder kept on teasing me about him being pushed by the universe which Celestine opposed as she advised me to choose the right thing to do. I know that was wrong but what can I do? I can't avoid him until we're here, that's why we have to leave the soonest.

"Barack is a good man," Celestine commented. "And so as Blake," Thunder trailed off. I frowned at them being so useless.

We are here in our room for a few minutes now just to tell them the news secretly, leaving Barack down below with my parents and Ethan. But, we are now deciding to go back down because they might look for us.

"I am Ethan, Uncle Thunder. Just call me Ethan, not Blake." We were startled by my son's sudden presence. He walked towards us and jumped on Thunder's lap.

"How long have you been here, Ethan?" I worriedly asked.

He looked at me confused. "Just right now, mom. A few seconds," he replied, making me heave a sigh of relief.

"Yes, of course. You are our little Ethan," Thunder told him.

I don't know how long I could hide him from his real dad anymore. I am afraid that the time would come that he would be taken away from me. Our world is getting smaller, we really have to go back to Italy earlier than expected.

Two days have passed but I strangely haven't heard anything from Blake. No text messages, no secret missed calls, no meeting with Barack and everything. He just vanished without prior notice that makes me think so off. I mean, I wasn't missing and finding his presence, I was just feeling so strange that I could not fathom why.

Three days from now, we were going back to Italy. It was supposedly next week but we rebooked our flight much earlier for our own peace.