The Unwanted Vow

A shiver ran down my spine when I saw Ariel inclining against his car as he held up for me in front of my office. I cast a longing glance and took him in. His ash black hair, that sharp jaw, those blue eyes that are indistinguishable from Bianca 's.He looks so handsome as he ages. Ariel looked up and waved “Hi!” I said to him as he held the car open for me. He smiles at me, and I grin back at him. “Where are we going?” I inquire when he gets in, his hands wrapping around the steering wheel. “Arielle,” he says, sounding touchy. I can feel the butterflies racing in my heart when he calls me like that, and I automatically turn toward him, facing him.”Why are you scared these days?” I hardly see you anymore”

Ariel truly looks troubled, as if he truly missed me, and that fire I keep attempting to soak reignites again.“I've been quite busy.” My voice is powerless, as in, I can't make myself mislead him. “I'm working crazy hours. I've got so many modelling contracts, and I'm attempting to develop my brand at the same time.“Don't exhaust yourself”, Arielle, do you know that your body is like a cloth, the way you handle it determines how long it will last? You can't be a workaholic. You would like to mingle sometimes.

When was the last time you saw your parents?” I constrain a grin on my face and cross my arms. Recently, l rarely see them. The less I see my parents the better for me.Their whole world revolves around Loretta.“Bianca was really in my office,” I said to him. “I do have companions”, “you know.” He threw me a puzzled look as if he could see straight through my lies but he inhaled sharply. “What do you want to buy this year?” I asked him, my tone light and inviting. He looks back at me with a grin on his face. “What do you think ?” “A designer piece, perhaps?” Ariel looks at me with such a clear expression that my face turns beet red and l bursts out giggling, which makes him grin in return. “I haven't seen you this happy in a long time, Arielle. I missed it. My heart is racing as if l am doing a hundred-metre race. I wish he wouldn't say things like that. He sees me as a friend and his future sister-in-law, but when he tells me he missed me, a glimmer of hope flickered in my heart.I fixed my grasp on my bag and inhaled deeply. “A designer piece then,” Ariel said to me. “Why don't you pick ?” I toss a pointed look his way. “just like every other year?” He smiles at me as he parks at one of the Warren shopping centres, bouncing out of the car and opening the door for me. He offers me his hand, and I take it as I step out of his car, my eyes on his. A flash of camera startles both of us, and I turn to my side to discover an app that has been trailing me of late grinning at me. I clenched my teeth and took a step toward him, but he took off instantly.Arielle placed his hand on my back, and I looked at him. “I should've known bringing you here