Who Will Break The Silence?
As Azalea waited for him for more than half an hour, she helplessly lifted herself from the chair with fear glued to her face, anticipating the consequences she would be facing when she returns home.
Galad Blue (ML)
Excuse me?
Involuntarily, she turned her head back to take a look, thinking... for the last time.
At her unexpected turn, he momentarily found himself at loss for words.
Galad Blue (ML)
Azalea Black?
And the deep, commanding voice of the gentle yet intimidating and confident handsome man standing a 5 steps away from her, held her captive.
With her mouth agape, she unavoidably stood still giving him time to take a good look at her.
And as if someone was whispering in her ear that he is the one she is looking for, she confirmed.
Azalea Black (FL)
Galad Blue.
Pointing at the reserved seat he asked.
With that, his upper lip curled up in anticipation, clearly mentioning he didn't expect—the dolled up self of— hers.
Without a word in exchange, she tagged him as if he bewitched her.
Azalea Black (FL)
(He... came.)
At each step she took behind him, his slim yet sturdy and muscular body refrained under the limited edition suit...
Azalea Black (FL)
(A hope to escape this suffocating damn family of mine...)
While she was concentrated on how to proceed with her future plan, he dragged her chair out for her sit.
Azalea Black (FL)
*Thinking*
As if it had been a daily routine, she sat on the chair without a second thought and crossed her legs with her hand paved its way back under her chin.
Galad Blue (ML)
*Smirking as if he knew what she is thinking*
An air of awkwardness enveloped them.
Galad Blue (ML)
(Do I take the initiative?)
Galad Blue (ML)
(No. From her appearance, she seemed interested in this damned marriage, let her take the initiative.)
Azalea Black (FL)
*Still thinking*
Galad Blue (ML)
(But... what is she thinking?)
Galad Blue (ML)
(So deeply that she ignored her surroundings.)
As she glided through her brainstorming-future-plans, he called the waiter and placed his order.
At that she jolted awake and took a note of his hands.
Azalea Black (FL)
Exquisitely intricate.
She murmured, gawking at his hands, completely indulged and nearly buried her face in his hands.
However, he understood what she was referring to and chuckled.
Azalea Black (FL)
*Heard his laughter*
But by the time she straightened her back and took a look at his face, he pulled up his poker face back and looking at her intensely.
Azalea Black (FL)
*Embarrassed*
She realized and tried to be as much as elegant she could be.
Azalea Black (FL)
(I can't talk first.)
Azalea Black (FL)
(If I say I don't want to marry him, I'll be in trouble, as he would get a chance to say that it's me who instigated this discussion.)
While they were pondering over whom to take the initiative, waiter came to break the silence in between them.
The waiter placed their order in front them, respectively.
From then on, straight to the end of eating, neither of them started a conversation.
As if they are habituated to such useless meet ups, they didn't bother to initiate a chat nor expressed for what they came for.
Galad Blue (ML)
(As of from my side, why I came...)
Galad Blue (ML)
(Being unable to take up my parents stiffling me about getting married.)
They exchanged a few glances.
Galad Blue (ML)
*Stood up*
Azalea Black (FL)
*Copied him*
As the bill is already paid, they left the restaurant as planned and reached a park in the same neighborhood.
After he had enough of her silence, he understood that she doesn't want to get married to him.
Galad Blue (ML)
(I wonder how longer can she put up this silence.)
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