“So? Am I allowed I text your number to her?” Celsie asked, and Lucas’ brows pulled together.
“Do you honestly think it is a good idea? If you were in my shoes would you be friends with her at this point?” He asked, and Celsie shrugged.
“You care about her and being away from her won’t make you care about her less. She likes you, and apart from the fact that she seems like a good distraction for you, you are not working right now so you have some time to spare. You can spend what little time you can with her. Who knows? Maybe she might agree to receive treatment for your sake. What is the worst that can happen? A couple of months or a year from now she probably dies and you are devastated…”
“Celsie…”
“I know. I know it’s not as easy as I’m making it sound, but if you think about it, that is actually the worst that can happen, isn’t it? And as I said before, that loss is not something you can avoid or have control over, it can happen to anyone. Whether you live with a person for a year, ten years, or thirty years, loss is loss. In this case, it’s something you’re expecting so one way or the other you are partially prepared for it. It’s not a brutal or happening suddenly and catching you unaware,” Celsie said as she reached across the table and pat his hand.
Lucas rubbed his eyes wearily as he considered everything she had said, “Alright. You can give her my number,” Lucas said, and raised a brow when Celsie suddenly started giggling as she picked up her phone which was ringing.
“Amy is calling,” Celsie said as she showed Lucas her phone’s screen before receiving the call.
“Good morning, Amy or is it Miley? Or both?” Celsie greeted cheerfully, and smiled when both Amy and Miley giggled into the phone.
“Good morning, Celsie. It’s Miley. Have you heard from your brother?” Miley asked, and Celsie extended the phone to Lucas.
“It’s Miley,” she mouthed to him silently, and Lucas’ heart skipped a beat as he took the phone from her.
“Good morning, Miley,” he said, and cleared his throat which was tight.
“Oh, it’s Lucas!” Miley said excitedly, and Amy who was listening in on the call with the other pair of Bluetooth airpod, rolled her eyes.
“Hello, Lucas. Good morning!” Miley greeted cheerfully, and Lucas felt a pit growing in his stomach once again.
“Hi! I’m sorry about yesterday. I shouldn’t have said…”
Miley cut in before he could apologize, “It’s fine. I’m over it. I don’t think I have the luxury of time to hold grudges right now. Your twin said you’re in Serenopolis. We just arrived here. Can I see you?” Miley asked, and Lucas raised a brow.
“You are in Serenopolis?”
“Yes. And I’d like to meet with you if you don’t mind,” Miley said, Lucas gaze shifted to look at Celsie, who was watching him very closely.
“What?” Celsie mouthed.
“She’s in Serenopolis,” Lucas mouthed back, and Celsie giggled as she gestured to him to carry on with his phone call.
Lucas cleared his throat, “When did you arrive? And why are you here?” Lucas asked curiously, wondering if she was in Serenopolis because of him or if she had business to attend to.
“We just arrived. We are on our way to Amy’s apartment,” Miley informed him, ignoring his other question.
“So? When can we meet?” She asked once again.
“Uhm… Maybe we can do lunch or dinner,” Lucas suggested, and Miley smiled happily.
“Please say dinner. I need to sleep,” Amy mouthed to her.
“Dinner is perfect. Please text me your number right now. I will book a reservation and let you know where to meet us,” Miley said, and Lucas raised a brow.
“Us?”
“Yeah. Amy will be coming with me. I can’t wait to see you Lucas. I’ve missed you so much. I’ve been so lonely since you left,” she said, and Amy sat up to look at her in disbelief.
“Seriously? You have been lonely?” Amy asked incredulously, and Lucas’ lips twitched with amusement as he listened to their little argument.
“I’m not saying that I didn’t enjoy your company…”
“But you are saying you prefer Dr. Hottie’s company to mine? Seriously? Someone who you met barely seventy-two hours ago? Someone who left you while I stayed with you?” Amy asked with mild annoyance as Miley tried to kiss her cheeks.
Dr. Hottie? Where did that name come from? Lucas mused as he listened to them.
“There is no basis for comparison, and definitely no need for you to feel jealous of Dr. Hottie. You sound like a jealous lesbian partn..”
Lucas cleared his throat when it seemed like they had forgotten he was still on the line, and immediately they looked at each other feeling embarrassed.
“Sorry,” Miley apologized with an awkward giggle.
“It’s fine. See you later then,” Lucas said, but before he could hang up she quickly stopped him.
“Don’t forget to text me your number. And follow me back on Instagram. Why did you unfollow me anyway?” She asked, and Lucas sighed.
“I’m in the middle of a conversation with my sister and you’re interrupting us,” Lucas reminded her, and she gasped softly.
“Oh, that’s true! Please return the phone to your kind-hearted sister,” Miley said, and Lucas raised a brow as he handed the phone to Celsie.
“Amy or Miley?” Celsie asked, and once again they both giggled.
“Thank you so much for everything, Celsie. You’re such an angel. It is thanks to you that I can see him today,” Miley said happily, and Celsie smiled when she heard the excitement in her voice.
“You’re welcome.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.