Classes swung by in surprisingly fast moment, probably it's only to me because I'm damn happy today. I am not complaining either. Not much happens there, I've got few essays to write and some information regarding upcoming test. Dev shared my excitement for tonight's function. He told me that he wanted to bring his mother as his plus one but she refused saying he should take Jasmine with him. We parted our ways after chatting few minutes with promise of seeing later at the gathering.

Before I know I'm walking toward library to earn some money. When I pass by shine I think of Alex. He hasn't tried to contact me after our last meeting. I even called him twice since then but he didn't respond. Just as I make decision to go inside I spot his familiar figure approaching his car.

"Alex!" I call out rushing to him.

He stops and turns around quickly. "Hey Angel." He grins slightly.

He looks good in dark grey suit. Any other girl, who don't have their Romero, would be definitely swooning over him by now. And I have my Romero in my heart, soul and my blood.

I breath out, "Hi."

He looks around, "Visiting shine huh?"

I shake my head. If it is up to me I would never go in there after last time I was there. As much I try to forget past it still haunts me. I try to move on and it time to time comes back reminding of the ache I have been through for Romero. It also sets on a fire that it is not over yet. I'm yet to face many more of them. I believe them because I know life with Romero is not going to be fairy tale ride if not opposite.

"No I am going to library actually." I tell him.

"Oh, good." He is avoiding my eyes as he nods.

"Where were you Alex? Why didn't you reply to my calls?" I come straight to the point.

"I was busy with work." Is his clipped reply that I don't believe for a second.

"So busy to even pick up a call?"

"Yeah, work has been hectic."

"Why are avoiding me Alex?"

He lets out chuckle and finally looks at me properly, "Avoid you?"

"Yes avoid me. Did I do something wrong?"

"No Angel, you didn't do anything. I am not lying. It's work and my parents visit that kept me busy."

His parents. He once told me they don't like his work and he is the black sheep of the family. He said they are kind of sophisticated rich who likes to control everything, even their son.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I murmur regretfully. Maybe I am wrong to accuse him and he was really busy. I have no right to demand his attention.

"Don't be. Anyway I did some research and found Eveline's exact address." He smiles proudly.

"You did?" I can't hide my excitement as I exclaim.

He stares me longer then few second as if I'm a foreign creature before nodding, "Yes I have her address. I can send it to you if you want."

"Yes please."

My mind spins with the possibility of meeting the old woman who carries Mr. Jacob's heart. I can't wait to see their expression when they finally see each other. It's going to be a beautiful moment that I'm sure of.

"What are you going to do with it now?"

What am I going to do with it?

Great! I haven't even thought about it. Here I am imagining their union without any clue for how to put both of them together. They are miles apart and I don't even know if Eveline has a family of herself. I hope not for it would truly break Mr. Jacob's heart. I then have a second thought about it.

What if I'm not doing right thing by digging into this? Past is past for a reason I suppose. I don't want to bring either of them anymore pain than they have already suffered. It would be so wrong. I can only prey that things turn out the way I want; the way it should be; the way where heart lies.

"Angel?" His voice breaks my thoughts.

I look up to his concern filled face and give my mind a mental shake to get rid of negative thinking. I am just going to be positive and I'm sure whatever happen it will be for everyone's good.

"Um...I haven't thought about it yet. I'm not sure if it's right to intervene their life like this."

His brows go up, "Angel don't think like that. You don't have any selfish motive behind all this, you just want Mr. Jacob to have his happy ending. I really admire that in you. You always think of everyone else."

That's not true. I can be selfish when I want to.

"I'm not sure if you are lying or not." I snort.

"I'm not. By the way why don't you talk to Mr. Jacob and see if you can make any decision through that?" He suggests.

Tempting idea.

"Right. I will talk to him today at work." I state determined. I need to confirm if I'm do right thing or my conscience wouldn't let me live in peace.

"Your boyfriend King huh?" He asks out of blue.

Why is he asking about Romero?

I'm not sure if I want Romero and him in same room again. It would be best to avoid that certain circumstance if I don't want them to have a pissing contest or worse fist party. I don't trust Alex to keep his mouth shut in Romero's presence, he likes to provoke Romero and I don't trust Romero to keep his fist to himself if provoked. I also don't want Romero to go on and call Alex 'cafe fucker', the kind of names he has given to my male friends.

Bringing my attention back to Alex, I frown, "Yes Romero is my boyfriend. Why?" I don't use King for it seems alien word to me.

"Does he treat you right?"

I blanch away from him.

What kind of question is that?

Not liking his objective, I unconsciously glare him. I'm in my boyfriend's defensive mode. "He treats me better than right. Why do you ask?"

He shrugs as if it's the answer, "You both are like two ends of river. I have known him for three year and he is a bad new for girls like you."

I don't like way he is regarding my boyfriend. I scowl hard, "Girls like me?"

"You know, soft and gentle type who likes to stay away from trouble." He explains.

I liked to stay away from trouble until the ultimate trouble found me.

"Then you don't know me." I snap feeling my temper.

He sense my reproach and smirks, "I guess you are right. I don't really know you now though I still didn't thought drug addicts are your type."

I instinctively take a step away from him as if he slapped me.

Drug addict?

No, no, no!

It can not be true!

He has to be lying. I can't see Romero as a drug addict. I don't even want to imagine the possibility. I know Romero and he is not a addict.

How much do you really know about Romero? What if he is not lying?

Goddammit No!

I can't think like that. I have to trust Romero and my love for him. My love can't be that weak, it can not waver at anyone's false impute. I have faith in my love.

Squaring my shoulder I look straight in his eyes. I can't let him see how greatly his words effected me. "You clearly don't know me Alex because I am in love with him."

He flinches slightly and closes his eye momentarily, "Then he is one lucky bastard." He mutter under his breath.

"No. I'm the lucky one."

He appears as though my words hurt him and I don't know why. As far I recall I never led him on then how come he is acting like he is the victim here. I can see now that he has some sort of feelings for me. How and when did it happen?

I don't dwell furthermore in it and leave it be. I have bigger things to worry about. I just hope he gets over those feelings soon so we can continue to be friends without any awkwardness despite his dislike toward my boyfriend. I like him and enjoy his company. I don't want loose our friendship over something that can never happen.

"Thank you for helping me, Alex. I will see you around." Saying I push past him and pace toward my original station but not before I hear him mutter a 'Yeah'.

On my whole way I keep thinking of his words, doesn't mean how hard I try not to. The word 'drug addict' is just stick to my mind. I can only hope and prey that they are not something my boyfriend's name is attached to.

Oh Romero

What I'm going to do with you?

• • •

Whole day I keep myself busy with work so I wouldn't think about other disturbing thing. Lord is generous today for I have more than enough work to complete. I sorted out three shelves till now, they don't seem as time consuming as usually, if anything it appears to be an easy task.

I glance at Mr. Jacob who is busy with his resister. I slowly walk toward him.

"Mr. Jacob?"

"Hmm?"

"Can I ask you something?"

He then looks up from his work and regards me impassively before heaving a sigh, "Ask away."

"Do you think of Eveline?" I ask dreading his reaction.

His face doesn't change as he nods, "All the damn time."

My heart clenches as if it somehow feels his pain. It must hurt terribly to think of someone who is not with you but still haunt you. It only makes me determined with my decision that I'm doing right thing.

Seeing he is not pulling away, I add one more question, "Do you ever regret loving her?"

His eyes go to the photo frame of Eveline and his face melts into one of longing, "Never. I don't regret spending my life just by loving her." Pausing he turn his eye back to me. "Love is a most beautiful blessing until it turns into obbession. It then becomes a curse."

Nodding a thanks, I go back to my place with my brain dancing around his words. I can't help but wonder through a point.

What if my love becomes a curse for me?