Day Thirty-Nine...
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Abigail roamed her eyes around the house searching for Ana and Santra. She was scolding them in her mind. How come they didn't even tell her that Dave was there? She should have prepared herself for this first meeting.
Ana and Santra were nowhere to be found. When Dave noticed that Abigail was searching for her manager and personal assistant, he finally let go of her from that tight hug. But his hands kept on holding her shoulders.
"Are you looking for Ana and Santra? I asked them a favor not to inform you about my arrival today. They went out to buy some snacks. So we have some private time." Dave explained. He was staring at her with eyes glowing with longing. His expression could tell how much he truly missed Abigail.
Abigail couldn't utter a word for a moment. Her mind was still trying to process what she would say to him. She felt awkward and uncomfortable. She was not familiar with Dave. How was she supposed to act in front of Abigail's man?
"Abi? Are you okay? Why are you not saying anything?" Dave asked softly, feeling anxious. "Are you mad at me because I haven't contacted you for a month?"
Since Dave opened up about this topic, Abigail snapped out of her trance and found her voice to speak something. "Where have you been?"Folloow current novÊls on nov/3lb((in).(co/m)
She simply moved her shoulders for Dave to remove his hands. Then she maintained a certain distance from him since their closeness was making her uneasy.
She couldn't explain her feelings. She wondered if her body recognized this man or not. But something didn't feel right since she was not the real Abigail.
A worry resurfaced in Dave's eyes. He looked restless when Abigail acted coldly toward him. He thought Abigail was mad at him.
"I'm sorry. I was dispatched for a secret mission in another country. It took me a month to accomplish it. I came back as soon as I finished it because I wanna see you." Dave grabbed her hands, squeezing them gently. He was staring at her as if he was asking for her understanding.
"Please don't get mad at me..." Dave tried to coax her.
Abigail contemplated whether she would pretend to have forgotten him or not. 'Should I tell him I have amnesia? I should avoid him. But I can't destroy our relationship since the real Abigail might return.'
"I promise to you that I will investigate this incident and I will catch the culprit," Dave tightened his grip on Abigail's body. He didn't want to let go. "Thank you for staying alive, Abi. I will never forgive myself if something bad happened to you."
"I will no longer leave your side. I will stick with you until you remember me," Dave added with so much conviction in his words.
Abigail gulped hard. Dave was strong and he was engulfing her tightly. She wanted to struggle but she felt helpless in his arms as if her body was yearning for his touch. Her body recognized him since this guy used to hug her like this.
'Why do I feel like I will be in trouble? Damn it! What should I do? I better ask him for a cool-off. I need space and time... I don't love him.'
The two were still hugging each other when the front door was pushed open. Santra and Ana gasped when they saw the two hugging each other. The two ladies exchanged a meaningful look with each other.
"Confirmed! Dave and Abi are a couple!" Santra whispered in Ana's ear.
Ana could only bob her head frantically, her eyes not leaving the two. Abigail's bodyguard was standing behind them and he also saw the scene. It looked like he had something worthy to report to his master today.
"Let go... Other people are here," Abigail said, trying to push Dave away from her body.
Dave obediently followed her. But he didn't care anymore. He wouldn't hide their relationship from Abigail's manager and personal assistant. They had to know that Abigail was his girlfriend and he wanted them to help her recover her lost memory.
"Ana, Santra... thank you for taking care of Abi. Now, I will do my job as her man. She will go home with me and stay in my place starting today," Dave declared to them.
Abigail: "..."
Ana: "..."
Santra: "..."
Bodyguard: "..."