Destined to Love

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(Ch. 22) Her Past

Emma’s POV.

I haven’t seen Edan since I left washroom and I wondered where he had gone. I was worried sick about him because he was furious at what I said to him. But he should understand that he cannot get what he deserve from me. I was no good to him and my presence in his life would only add misery in it. I looked around whole building in search of him. He was not in his office nor in any meeting.

Where could he had gone?

He was too angry because I rejected him but he should understand that it’s for his own best, his own good...

“Edan, Where are you?” I murmured.

I asked Taylor but she said she didn’t know. I was now beginning to worry about him.

What if he got hurt? What if an accident-

No!

Stop there with your thinking. Emma!Do your work! He had probably understood that and had planned to left you. Which you wanted... Right? You should be happy now...

My conscience reminded me and I agreed with it. It did hurt like hell deep inside but I swallow my pain.

This was for him! His own best!

I decided to carry on my work. By 5, I had sorted all the papers which Edan said and that means I didn’t have to work extra hours. I packed my things, took a glance at his office still hoping that he might have returned but no, he wasn’t there. I felt disappointed and decided to leave the office.

Edan’s POV.

“I promise,” I said to Mr. James, who was going to tell me about Emma’s past. Not the whole of it but something which would at least give me hints about her troubles.

“Edan... You’re a son to me. And I want Emma to be happy but she doesn’t trust any guy...” He paused, sighed and looked at me. His eyes showing sadness.

“There was once the time when Emma used to smile every day, there was not a single moment when there wasn’t a smile on her lips. She... She was a jolly person, always smiling, never had cried and she was strong too which I believe still she is...” He smiled at the thought and I thought about her too.

“She used to dance, she used to sing, she used to laugh, she would find fun in everything, even in cooking and cleaning too. She was a person who could even light up your so bad mood. No one was ever bored around her.” I could see his eyes which were now wet with unshed tears. Rebecca held his hand, comforting him as he gave her a broken smile.

“And then what happened?” I asked curiously.

“Until her life was shattered into pieces. She fell in love...deeply in love with a person and that person crushed her...broke our Emma into pieces. After that day we hadn’t seen our Emma the way she was. She made a promise to herself not to fall in love again, not to trust anyone again.” Rebecca told me holding back her tears. My blood started to boil first at the thought of her with someone else and second on that bastard who broke her.

Calm down....! Easy Edan!

I controlled my anger.

“And?” I asked hoping for more but they shook their head.

“We are sorry we can’t tell you more,” he said.

What the fuck! I want to know more.

“Edan... You need to gain her trust, you have to make her believe in herself, you have to bring us back our past Emma, our little princess. You have to make her believe in love and trust. Please, Edan... We beg you...We believe you can do that.” Rebecca said to me, her eyes filled with hope as she looked at me.

My feelings had grown stronger for her after knowing her past although a little, but I could feel how troubled she was now. Maybe not in the same way as her but still, I think I can feel her pain.

“I promise you. I’ll bring back your Emma if I had to fight the whole world.” I assured them while getting up ready to go.

“Goodbye. Thanks for everything.” I thanked them and came out of his office. I walked towards the front door when I heard my name.

“Edan?” I turned my head to see Sofie. She had blonde hairs and green eyes just like his father and her facial features like that of her mom.

“Yes?” I asked her.

“I heard the whole conversation of yours with my parents.” She started to talk.

“So?” I asked trying to see what she was trying to say.

“Do you love my sister?” She asked the straight question and my eyes got wide open at her question.

Love? Do I love her? I thought for a moment. It’s true how my heart speeds up whenever I would see her, how I am so excited to spend my time with her, how my heart flutter whenever she would smile at me, how she would just swept me away with her one glance and her anger, her furious behavior makes me wanna tease her more, to see more interesting side of her.

But I don’t know if this is called love or not.

“I don’t know whether I love her or not but one thing is clear that I like her.” I lied a bit because these feelings, I believe were a bit stronger than just to like someone but I don’t know what were these feelings? Do this feeling is called love? I had never experienced falling in love with someone. Usually women fall for me. It’s never the other way around. Do I love Emma?

“Great....I’m sure you’ll fall in love with her too.... Here.” She took out a piece of paper from her pant’s pocket and hand it to me.

“What’s this?” I asked confused looking at the number on the page.

“This is my number, if you want to know anything about Emma beside her past then you’re welcomed.” She told me and I looked at her confused.

“Like her favorite food, favorite color, favorite places and moreover her birthday...” She told me looking at my confused expression.

“Why I need to know that?”

“These are the small steps you should take to win my sis heart.” She explained to me.

“I know you’re new with these things. So, I thought I could help you.” She told me with a smile and I wonder how clever she was.

“How do you know that?” I inquired to know how does she know about all this?

“Aah...I did some research.” She shrugged her shoulders.

“There were hundreds of pictures of you with models, actors and some other girls but I hadn’t find out anything about your relationships with them...so I thought maybe this is your first time.” I looked at her surprised.

Seriously what was she...

“You are a one clever girl.” I replied. I appreciated her help but I know she won’t do it just for free.

“So what do you want in return?” I questioned seeing her.

“What? Are you like serious.? I don’t want anything in return. I just want my sis to be happy. I love her and I want her to find someone whom she loves truly...I want my fun sis back.” She replied sharply at my question.

“Look Big bro... Uuh... Can I call you that?” She asked me for my permission as I nodded and smiled at her name for me.

“Thanks... Look Big bro. Emma is hard to get. She had rejected hundreds of boys before, she had dated only once but it turned out to be a bad luck. I believe that she could fall in love with you. And a tip for you. Um...She doesn’t fall for good looks. What...I’m trying to say is if you think that she would fall for you because you are handsome, sexy... Then you’re wrong. You have to try harder and win her by taking her to dinner or her favorite places. You have to win her heart.” She explained as I looked shocked at her. It seemed like a 30 year old experienced lady in a 15 year old girl.

“I know that, no one had ever rejected me. While she got the nerve to reject me.” I replied with a slight smile.

I was way too surprised and angry when she rejected me.

“Exactly my point. So please make my sister happy...or if you don’t I will hunt you alive.” She threatened me reminding me of her.

Just like Emma.

“Okay. I’ll call you if I need any guidance Miss.” With that I headed towards the car and went straight to the office.

I looked at the time to see it was 5:30. I went to Emma’s office and she wasn’t there. I looked at the papers which were sorted out neatly.

“Emma I’ve got your family support and I believe that I’m gonna get you too...I’m going to fulfill the promise made to your family and I’m gonna find out your past.” I made a promise to myself thinking.

What step should I take next?

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