Elena
I got up from the couch and grabbed my things before heading back to my room. Sebastian had no emotion on his face when I made that remark. This was for the best, I knew it was. The two of us cannot grow closer, not when my freedom was only 5 years away. My studies and my new life lay across the ocean, not in this villa where I felt trapped.
Passing Sebastian’s room, I see that he left it ajar and I could hear his shower going. My mind goes back to his well-built body that I spied this morning and I groan inwardly. This attraction would never be extinguished unless I did something about it. He needed to despise me again, go back to calling me fat and screwing his employees.
Wait, what? Did I really want him to go back to that woman?
I sat down on my bed and an idea came to mind, so I grabbed the laptop on my bedside table. This villa felt like an endless, snowed in prison, so I will escape to some sunny place. I looked up different places to visit where it would be sunny in February and found The Canary Islands to be a perfect fit.
Lush beaches and gorgeous forests, it would be ideal for a breakaway, so I booked a ticket to leave tomorrow. Would I tell anyone? That answer would be a resounding NOPE.
I saunter towards my walk-in and grabbed one piece of luggage that would not be too heavy for me to sneak out tomorrow. I will buy a new wardrobe when I arrive there, so it should be easy. Packing some essentials and a toiletry bag, I stuff it underneath my bed and feel excited for the first time in ages.
That night I could barely sleep due to the giddy feeling in my stomach. Sebastian would probably give me a scowl when I returned, it wasn’t like he would care if I left for a little while. We had only really started talking two nights ago, before that we barely took note of one another. This marriage could go back to that again for all I care. Yes, it was lonely, but it didn’t leave me feeling confused. I knew where I stood with Sebastian when he was ignoring me.
I closed my eyes and waited for sleep to take me, but all I saw was Sebastian’s lopsided, sexy smile haunting my mind.
***
6 am the next morning my flight leaves at 10 am. Sebastian had left early for work and now it was just up to me to get my bag downstairs. I wrote a note to Sebastian and left it on his bedside table; In it, I told him I would be back in two weeks’ time and not to worry. Not that he would anyway.
Laying backwards on the bed, I breathed out a sigh of relief and a smile crossed my face. I felt a sense of freedom here, but I knew it would not last. Sebastian would catch me out on this soon enough if he hadn’t already. I did not use the black card he gave me to purchase the tickets and holiday, though. I used my own cards in my maiden name, so it would take him a while to get on my trail.
“Will your husband be joining you today, Mrs Dumont?” The lady at the front desk had asked me as she handed me my keycard. I shook my head and frowned at her, “No, he will not. Why do you ask?”
“Oh. Well, we assumed he would because it is Valentine’s Day weekend. We have a few special events planned for couples this weekend. If you would like a list, please let us know and we can slot you in immediately.” She had said, and I was honestly taken aback at this realization.
Crap, it would have been our first Valentine’s Day together as a couple. Did it matter, though? Would Sebastian have had something planned for us? I did not know if he was the romantic type or not, for Christmas he bought me jewels from Tiffany’s. Not a lot of thought went into what he had chosen, either. I gave him handcrafted platinum cufflinks with his initials engraved on them. Ah, not a lot of thought went into my gift to him then either.
I put the stupid holiday out of my head and look around for my cellphone, but could not find it. Eh. Shrugging, I slip into a sundress and sandals, grab my handbag and begin my vacation.
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