She flipped it open and adroitly from inside, an innermost hidden layer that no one knew about, retrieved a photo. It showed both of them in high school uniforms; he holding a younger version of her in his arms, both of them so full of bliss and happiness.
Addy flipped the photo over and caressed the line of English words at its back: Love of my life. Her eyes went moist and her voice breaking. "It's here... It's here... After four years, he's still carrying it!"
Emily peered at the photo. She discovered the secret in his wallet a long time ago too.
She had the same thought as Addy now.
The photo is still here!
Emily balled his fists anxiously, her fingernails digging deep into the flesh of her palms. Yet she felt no pain. If anything, she felt rather cold as if an icicle had burrowed deep into her. Cold and freezing.
They knew each other since they were fifteen...
That was one moment they share that Emily could never nudge herself into.
She rested her hands on the keyboard, not typing anything. She could not. The monitor receded into the screen saver mode and the cube shape on the screen gradually warped into a ball amidst crisscrossing colorful lines. She lost focus all day. Even after going back to her office, she could not concentrate and in the end, she was even summoned to her boss's office for a scathing earful.
Tina poked her when she got back to her cubicle and asked, "What's wrong with you, Emily?"
"...Nothing!" Emily came back to her senses and shook her head.
"Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Tina asked before breaking into an impish grin, "Almost forgot that your 'Bully' is a doctor. You don't need a hospital. You only need to go home and he'll look after you."
If she thought that would make Emily embarrassed, she was wrong. Instead of turning pink, her cheeks went ashen pale.
Realizing this, Tina asked concernedly, "What's going on, Emily?"
"I'm fine," Emily squeezed out a smile from the corners of her mouth. Then she glanced at the phone in Tina's hand. The screen showed a notification about a message just being delivered. That must be one of her blind dates. She couldn't help asking, "Is something going on between you and that blind date of yours, Tina?"
Tina's attention fell to her phone and she muttered, "I thought I might give him a chance."
"My parents like him. He's not rich or powerful, but he's okay. Not only he doesn't mind my being a single parent, but he also adores Isla too. I might marry him if we feel that it's right. I cannot let my parents worry anymore about me."
Emily was shocked to hear that. "But Wilson..." she gasped.
Tina shook her head and said before Emily could say something else, peering out the window at the sunset glow outside, "His wedding's coming soon. He could be Isla's biological father, but he'll have nothing to do with me."
"I see," Emily could only nod.
Tina picked up the folder in her hand and smiled, "It's almost time to get off work. Let's pack up and go home!"
Emily nodded and began riffling through her work hastily.
She got off her cab and walked into her apartment building holding a bag, then she saw the shiny black leather shoes sitting on the carpet at the door right after the door clicked shut behind her. She had been so engrossed in her thoughts that she did not notice the black Cayenne parked outside.
She changed into her slippers and Simon peeked out of their bedroom with a cigarette in his fingers. He peered at her with those amorous eyes of his with amusement, "Where have you been, Mrs. Chin? I've been waiting for you!"
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