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Conversations To Love.

“Please come and visit, ivy” pleaded Amelia, a hopeful glint in her eyes.

She stood by the door, bidding us goodbye. Katelyn stood by her, her hand around Amelia’s shoulder.

I nodded. I would visit.

“I should go now” I muttered, turning to the parked car.

Pierce followed me as I walked back to my car. We both got up and I started driving.

After that conversation with Amelia, we continued with our dinner. I still didn’t eat a lot as I didn’t have an appetite. But this time, the air wasn’t as tension-packed as before.

Katelyn wore a blank expression on her face throughout the dinner which turned into a glare whenever she looked at me. My reaction was the same.

Though I had forgiven Amelia, and Katelyn for that matter, I still didn’t Katelyn. There was no definite reason, I just disliked her.

And, although the day went better than I expected it to, I still felt drained. But, I did feel lighter than I did in years. And a bit happier too.

“So, how do feel, Ivy? Do you think it was a good idea to visit your mother today?” Pierce asked suddenly, though his tone implied that he already knew the answer.

I glanced at him. He was looking at me. I turned my gaze back to the road. “Would you stop using that word? I still need time to get used to all this. And yes, it was a good idea to visit her.”

“I told you so. The next time, instead of being stubborn and arguing, just listen to me. It would save both of us the time and energy” he preached, sounding extremely smug.

The left side of my lips lifted to form a one-sided smile. “You know, the more I get to know you, the bossier you become. It’s so different from the calm and polite picture you painted in my head the first time we’ve met.”

He chuckled. “You can’t really blame me. I am a ‘God.’ Being a little domineering is natural for me.”

I shook my head. “And now you are bragging.”

“Just being honest” he pointed.

I shook my head, a smile forcing in.

“But, Ivy, you still don’t look too friendly towards Katelyn. Why?” he asked, changing the topic to a heavier subject.

I shrugged. “I just don’t like her. She annoys me. Plus, she started an argument with me.”

I knew they weren’t valid reasons to dislike someone but I didn’t have a valid one. The irritation I felt towards her was irrational.

“Well, you can’t blame her. You kept insulting her wife in front of her. Of course, she would react. And she cooks well too. That’s always a good reason to like someone” he reasoned.

“Stop defending her. It won’t change my opinion and neither my feelings. And aren’t you a ‘God’? Why do you like human food? No, why do you eat food in the first place?” I asked curiously.

He did like food a lot. And he ate it whenever he had the chance. I’ve noticed it several times.

“You mortals have come up with quite tasty meals. Each one of them is so different from one another. They can have so many different flavors and they look interesting too. Especially the sweet ones. The catch my interest and taste good too” he listed off.

As he continued, an idea struck me.

I looked at him. He was comfortable with that calm smile playing on his lips.

I bit my bottom lip. Suddenly, I felt nervous. Another emotion he arose in me. Another emotion I didn’t fell for a long time after.

I blew out a breath. I would ask him. What’s the worst that could happen?

So, with that resolve, I waited for the right time. Though, I knew I had to ask soon before I changed my mind.

Hence, Just as I stopped the car at a red light, I turned to him. “I have something to ask you,” I said, my voice suddenly growing strained.

He raised an eyebrow. “Go on, then. Ask me.”

I cleared my throat, growing annoyed at his raised brow. Shaking my head to stop getting distracted, I muttered “since you like food so much, I was thinking that… that I could take you Georgina’s tomorrow. They have really good food. And, their dessert section is huge. I think you will enjoy them.”

“And why would you do that?” he asked, his voice gaining a tint of superiority.

“Oh, um, I-I wanted to show my gratitude to you for what you did for me. It’s just a way of saying thank you” My voice grew higher and higher with every word. I cringed in embarrassment, blood rushing to my face.

He smiled, not his usual one. It was somehow, softer than always. “You don’t need to thank me, Ivy.”

“Well I want to” I murmured as I started driving again.

“Well, thank you but I can’t join you for lunch tomorrow. I am a little busy” he declined and my shoulders slumped.

“Oh,” I mumbled, looking ahead. My cheeks grew warmer as I tried to hide my embarrassment.

I felt more hurt than disappointment. The first time I asked someone out, he rejected me. I became vulnerable and here turned away.

It was painful and I didn’t like the feeling.

I continued driving in silence. No more words were said the rest of the drive. After a while, we reached our destination.

As I parked my car in front of my apartment, I opened my seat-belt.

“Well, I should get going now. Be ready by 8. I get a little irritated if things don’t go according to the plan” He said suddenly, opening his own seatbelt.

My head snapped in his direction. “What?”

“Be ready by 8” he repeated.

“Why?” I asked, feeling confused as well as a little dumb. I didn’t know we had any plans.

Both of his eyebrows inched up his forehead. “Well, didn’t you say that you taking me for dinner?”

I frowned. “But you said that you would be busy.”

He sighed. “I said I won’t be able to come for lunch. Is dinner not an option?”

I shook my head. “Yes, it is. I just… I got a little confused.”

He smiled. “Well then, be ready. Don’t be late”

I nodded, still shocked.

After a while, he was gon, while I was still sitting inside the car, trying to gather my senses.

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