Chapter One Hundred and Twenty–Eight Is This The Right Moment?-1
12 mock the a R realise who Alyssa was knapping at me. It wam‘) just because of last night. It it because the has the time of her month, I should have. I know the schedule because I tend to I need to know when she needs extra attention or to be left alone. She is extra clingy and needy. She can go from happily inuggling to pulling away from the and emmplaining becue Tradate too much heat. She has bad mood swings, but it is fine. I know how to handle them and make her feel better. I know how to take care of her, even if she tries to tell me to leave her alone. It is the last thing she wants me to de
emputes gather my things and head out. I tell the receptionist to cancel my last be meetings because I have a personal issue to deal with. I head out to stop by the store and pick some essentials up for cream, chocolate, painkillers and some other snacks. Her comfort foods. I pas by some teddy bear on the way to pay. I grab one, but don’t ask the
what nipponed to be. It is cute. Alyssa will like it.
Once I have everything, I make my way to her place. She may not be happy to see me, but she will get over it and be demanding in codes in no time pull up outside of her bulding. Her care, to the should be home. I gather the things and strall imide. I let myself into the building and into her apartment.
The place seems quit. She is wither ignoring me or asleep. I check the bathmon in case she is in the bath. She ain’t. I check the bedroom next, expecting her to be curled up in bed. asleep. She isn’t there wither. Where the hell is she?
| take my cell from my pocket to call her. It starts to ring, but I soon heat it ring from the Eving room. I start to worry. I dart through the entire place, double–checking that she isn’t anywhere er had an accident and that I didn’t see her.
have gone for a walk. The exercise will be good for her and help ease the cramps. I wish she had taken her cell. I have told her multiple times not to leave without it. What nching happens to her or someone tries to hurt? How can the call for help? Perhaps I am being overly paransid and protective. I have a feeling where she may be,
There is a beautiful park about a henty–minute walk from her apartment. It is surrounded by beautiful trees and flowers. There is also a duck pond. She likes to visit it when she needs in incape. There is a large oak tree she likes to sit under and read. If she isn’t there, there are a few other places to check. I put everything away and left, lifting her cell to cake with me.
a frozen yogurt store to get us one wach. I chose a strawberry one with a couple of toppings and a watermelon–flavoured one with four toppings for Alysia
1 continue the walk to the park. It is pretty quit. I thought it would be busser. I take a moment to remember which direction her favourite tree is in it doesn’t take long for me t
ber. I spot her underneath it, her face buried in a book. I smile, watching her for a moment. I snap a quick photo of her. I love natural pictures of her. I put my cell away and stroll
Alia
is too engrossed in the book to notice me approach, I wish she would be more alert when the is on her own. I crouch before her and hold the frozen yoghurt in front of her face.
“For you, beautiful,” say softly.
She Lnally lifts het head to look at me
“Wyatt, what are you doing here?” she aska
asta surprised.
“I came to your apartment, and you weren’t there. I assumed you would be here. Why did you leave your cell behind?”
“Did you come here to
to have a go
ne?” the excisima, glaring at me
“No. I came to make sure you were okay. I am sorry, angel, for everything that has happened in the last twenty–four hours. I shouldn’t have left last night.” I sigh and stroke her fare.
