HPDBC Chapter 136: Thankyou...
Chapter 136: Thankyou...
Chapter 136: Thankyou... Brandon sat on the leather-cushioned stool with his posture slightly hunched over the large sketchpad spread out on the slanted wooden desk. The mobile phone rested upright on the stand just beside his elbow, displaying a full-screen image of Florence in a sunlit pose from earlier.
Florence sat quietly beside him on the edge of the low couch near the drawing table, her hands folded over her lap, watching him with quiet interest as he moved the pencil in steady strokes across the page.
The precision of his fingers was entrancing.
His eyes flicked back and forth between the image and the sheet, capturing the details, the curve of her collarbone, the slight tilt of her hips, the soft curls of her hair falling just short of her neckline.
Brandon’s gaze drifted from the phone to Florence herself, "How did you know I liked drawing?" he asked, pencil still moving.
"Did you dig up stuff about me during my school and university days?"
Florence blinked, caught slightly off guard. Eh?
A faint blush crept up her cheeks and she gave a small, sheepish nod. "I... yeah. I may have done a little background
Eira murmured under her breath as she stirred the straw in her half-melted iced caramel macchiato.
The clink of ice cubes punctuated the quiet hum of the café around them.
Ravene let out a soft chuckle from across the small round table.
"Seems like Florence is the one who called him," she said, swirling her own drink.
Eira clicked her tongue and leaned back and her ponytail swayed slightly as she tilted her head to the side in irritation "Yeah, I can perfectly imagine that bitch calling him and asking him to come to the house without telling me,"
Ravene simply sipped her drink, "You’re really something when you’re jealous,"
Eira’s expression tightened for a moment before she sighed, her fingers curling gently around the cold glass in her hands. "And why did you suddenly call me today?"
With a nod, Ravene spoke in a serious tone "Have you made your decision, Eira?"
Eira was quiet for a moment and lowered her gaze, staring into the dark swirl of coffee.
"I’m still thinking about it..." Eira murmured.
"No... I-" she hesitated, biting her lip, then slowly exhaled, "I’ve almost made my decision."
Ravene nodded quietly, "Then let me hear it."
Eira’s fingers trembled slightly on the glass "I... I still love Brandon very much."
"And I’m okay with him having many women..."
There was a brief silence between them as the ambient sound of other customers chatting and the hiss of milk steamers at the café counter filled the air.
Ravene closed her eyes briefly and let out a deep sigh in a mix of relief and appreciation "Thank you, Eira. It means more than you know."
Eira gave a dry laugh, brushing her fingers through her bangs. "It’s not like I’m completely at peace with it. I’m not... happy that I have to share him. I’m still selfish, Aunty Ravene. Sometimes I want him all to myself."
"That’s normal," Ravene replied gently.
"You can’t become selfless overnight... with time, you will understand."
With a dry smile, Ravene spoke "Also call me Sister, please; let’s stop with the Aunty. I feel very old when you call me that."
Eira blinked, a little flustered by her words "Y-Yes, Sister Ravene."
She took another sip of her drink and a faint blush crept on her cheeks "Now I am ready to accept him having many women..."
"But I don’t know how to tell this to him and face him from now on. It’s kinda embarrassing, you know..."
Hearing this, Ravene’s smile widened "Oh, I have a good plan for that."