Christopher sat in the garden as he stared at the sunset. He was painted orange by the color of the sky which made him seem even sadder and lonely. His hot tea had gone cold. Yet, it did not stop him from taking a sip.
His left hand curled into a ball as he clenched it so tightly his entire arm was trembling. It was as if he was suppressing something. A sense of emotion flashed past his eyes before it quickly disappeared into his dark eyes.
Monica had been standing behind him for a long time now. At last, she decided to approach him as she poured the tea in Christopher onto the grass and handed him a new cup of hot tea. “Don’t drink cold tea, it might affect your recovery.”
Christopher tilted his head and eyed Monica coldly. “I told you, don’t disturb me when I’m in the garden,” he said.
Monica frowned at Christopher’s words. He hasn’t been the nicest to me. Yet, he has never spoken to me in this way. I wonder what made him change? I don’t feel any sense of regret doing what I did in the past. I know I’ll find a way to break through the current situation as long as he’s by my side.
“Don’t be upset, okay? I’m merely worried about you,” Monica whispered as she tugged his sleeve. However, Christopher did not say a word but stared at her with coldness and sarcasm in his eyes. It was as if he was staring at a joke.
Monica staggered backward when her eyes met his. She felt so naked as Christopher’s piercing gaze seemed like it could look into her heart and thoughts.
Monica gritted her teeth as she stepped forward. She squatted down in front of Christopher and held his hand. “Chris, you know how I feel about you all this while. I don’t know if I could do what Ms. Tanner did for you, but I know I’d do the same for you in that situation. You’re my number one priority.”
“Stop torturing yourself like this, Chris. How I wish you’d become the old Christopher that I’m familiar with. Stop this, okay? Your parents are worried sick. Why don’t we try things out? Let go of the past and start anew with me. I’ll try my best to make you happy. All I need is one chance.”
“Just because you love me, so you did all that?”
Christopher sneered, he knew what kind of person Monica was since young. She may seem kind and gentle, yet it couldn’t mask her cold and selfishness on the inside. She desired to obtain a good reputation and recognition as a pianist. Thus, she framed someone else in a blink of an eye. She made herself seem like a goddess which every girl longs to become. Yet, Christopher saw through her tricks.
Monica didn’t understand what he meant. So, she quickly nodded her head. “Of course, I love you more than anything and I would do anything for you. So please, Christopher, just give me a chance. Give us a chance, perhaps things would be different as long as you try.”
“But my heart belongs to someone else, Monica. You know that,” Christopher said. He didn’t mean to hurt her. She was like a little sister to him. However, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart as he spat such harsh words at her.
“That’s okay. Nothing matters more than my love for you, Chris. I’ll try my best to make you fall in love with me.” Monica was in tears. Her heart was shattered into pieces when Christopher said those words.
“Hmph, but I don’t want to try!” Christopher shouted. “Do I look like a fool to you? Is that why you’re all putting on a show just to make a fool out of me?” He pointed at himself.
“Chris, what are you talking about?” Monica was stunned. She had a feeling Christopher knew something.
He opened his clenched fists and revealed a dazzling lady’s ring. Christopher continued, “This is the wedding ring I got for Yvonne and I found in the ward next to mine. Every one of you claimed that she had a sea burial. Then, tell me, why would her ring appear in my ward?”
