Chapter 35: Little Hope
When Talia got dressed and went out, she couldn’t spot Arthur anywhere inside the house and she wondered if he’d actually left.
Did he think that I refused? I didn’t mind him staying here...
She felt a little hollow in her chest as she stared at the floor for sometime but she soon composed herself.
It’s better this way!
She sat comfortably on the bed with her laptop trying to figure out the truth in Arthur’s claims about her grandfather and the seriousness of his illness.
Deep down she knew Arthur wasn’t lying and yet there was still a part of her heart that wished that he lied and her grandfather is really fine.
Arthur wanted to have a puff and not wanting to make her place smell bad, went to the common area of her apartment building.
Leaning casually in the couch with his legs crossed and watching the city outside bustling with activities, he looked sombre. His long slender fingers were holding a cigar in an imposing manner, while his eyes were looking at the distance in a contemplating gaze. His eyes looked confused and lonely but his entire aura slide forth a rich feeling of dominance. Even in casual attire, he looked like a deity watching over the mortals to alleviate his boredom.
The young women living in the apartment,saw the otherworldly figure whom they have never seen before, chilling in their lounge and took a second glance at him before leaving.
’Was there a model living in our apartment?’
’He looks more like a greek-god than a model!’