Mute Girl The Series : Rose Thorns

It was late evening. Fatigue gushed into her whole body after her medical check up at the General Hospital North West Land. She felt that the longer she stayed for the check up, the more it depleted her energy. So the moment she reached Aunt Su's place, she swallowed one litre of water down her thirsty throat and took a pill specifically for headache relief.

In addition, she lost her appetite so her throat couldn't accept anything in. Aunt Su understood her condition so she was dismissed from the kitchen by Aunt Su as to let her rest instead. She took the advice and went to the bedroom while pinching her left temple to ease the migraine attack on her head. She didn't bother even to wash herself clean first before the early sleep once she entered the room and directly laid on the bed comfortably. In less than one minute, she fell asleep the moment her head hit the comfy pillow.

After her last nightmare, Mia found herself to be in another unpleasant dream but this time, it was a rare one. She saw herself sat on one of the coffee tables at one corner when a tall man came near to her. With a honeyed voice, he spoke sweetly to her.

"Hey, you… is this seat empty?"

She nodded her head without looking at that man. She was busy scribbling on her notebook. Her right hand was frantically moving crafting words by words in black ink. Seeing that she didn't intend to stop writing, that man sat quietly as he peeked on the writings on that notebook.

Sensing someone's gaze on her movements, Mia felt awkward and slowly stopped writing. After some time, only then she lifted her head and realised that only two of them were there. Other seats were empty and hence wondered why this man chose to sit next to her.

"What are you doing? Are you busy studying?"

Stunt, she was unconsciously drooling while staring at him. Her reaction was quite funny. Unlike, those girls that would try to seduce this man with their sweet faces, this girl blankly drooling at him. At a glance, he didn't know if this girl was actually salivating his handsomeness or sleeping with her eyes wide opened.

"Is my face that delicious for you to drool to that extent? Go ahead. Have a piece of mine. I don't mind if that person is you."

Both of her hands instantly covered her mouth and her pale skin blushed in a pink-red colour the moment that man pointed her funny reaction.

"I… I'm… sorry… Please excuse me…"

Nervously, she pat the wet spot with her b.a.r.e hand instead of tissue out of panic. That man was dumbstruck as his eyes widened in shock to see that.

"Silly! The coffee is hot. Why are you..." Alarmingly, he yelped at her while at the same time, softly slapped her hand away from the spilled coffee.

"Sorry… sorry… I didn't mean to…"

"What? Why do you apologise to me? Quick! Rinse your hand with cold water."

"I… I…"

Seeing the slow response from this girl, he couldn't help but to clearly express his frustration. He tug her hand harshly to the washroom nearby. Luckily there was no one in the female washroom hence he would not attract any unnecessary drama. He turned on the tap to rinse her burned hand with the flowing water but before he could do that, Mia pulled her hand from his clutch and chased him away.

"I… I can do it myself. Thank you for your help. You can go now or else, I'll be in big trouble if anyone sees us together here."

That man let out a short sigh before walking away from the washroom and waited right outside the washroom. 30 minutes had passed but she had yet came out from the washroom. He became restless hence he walked back and forth on the hallway. He was hesitated whether to check on that girl or continue waiting.

Out of sudden, the scene in Mia's dream changed into another background. The second scene took place in a room instead of the coffee corner area. Again, she was sitting but on the bed next to the same man from the previous scene but this round, she looked at him lovingly. She casually held that man's hands and lingered around his soft palm. Suddenly her body was trembling and her shoulders started to heave. Tears rolled down her cheeks along with her faint sobs and soon it turned into hysterical cries.

"Why Carmen? Why?… Is my love not enough for you? Didn't you say on our wedding day that I'm your breaths and you can't live without me if I'm gone from your life? With those sweet words, I trust you to turn my world into a paradise but why? … why Carmen? You give me a hell instead. How could you step onto my precious life just like that? For once, do I ever been loved honestly by you? Even if you've stopped loving me, why didn't you let me go peacefully? Why must you torment me like this as if I don't have any heart or feeling that is worthy of caring for? You know that I'll do anything for your sake and if you want to divorce me for that woman, I'll never hold anything against you because I do truly love you with my whole heart. "

In between of her cries, she tried to re-compose herself. She didn't want to appear weak in front of her dear love but she ended up wailing for something that wasn't belonged to her. Not wanting to stay there any longer, with her cracked voice, she bid her final farewell to the only man she ever loved.

"Carmen, once I stepped one foot outside from this room, you're no longer my Achilles heel and I swear that you'll never witness my tears anymore. In return of all the happy memories that we've created so far together, I'll only ask one thing from you. From the start, I didn't wish for your wealth but only for your heart. Since your heart is with someone else, I should have at least deserve this one last thing from you. Please... let me go... forever..."

As she finished her last sentence, she turned her back and headed to the door but suddenly she was stopped in her track by a clutch on her left wrist from behind. Ah! That touch against her skin... it still gave some butterflies effect on her.

"My wife… please… don't… go…"

"My wife… please… look… at… me"

"My wife… please…"

Unyielding to that plead, she f.o.r.c.i.b.l.y pulled her hand away from his clutch and exited the room.