A TWIST OF FATE || Rewriting

Ch. 50 || First Date

Zaria 🌹

My head hurts so bad that it's a struggle to even open my eyes. The herbal tea I have been drinking since the morning did help me feel better but not much. I don't vividly remember what happened last night but I do see some blurry memories. Acid churns up in my core every time I think of it.

"You must take rest. I will postpone tonight's date." Damien says from the other side of my phone.

Damien and Lex went to the club I was at last night, to check the surveillance to find Lucien's whereabouts but with no luck. Apparently, the cameras were not working at that time.

I set the cup of tea down on the kitchen counter and spoke up as loud as I could-which wasn't much. "No, don't cancel it. We will go."

"You have been sick; you're going to rest. That's it." He ordered sharply.

Ughh. He is not going to listen to me like this. "You're taking me on the date, either today or never."

I am not desperate to go on a date with him, but I need a distraction. If I spent the entire day overthinking about yesterday, I am only going to sabotage myself. I don't want to spiral and get lost within my thoughts. I want to feel normal.

"Okay." He said, and then with another sigh he continued "do you remember how your father pronounced the person's name initials?"

I stilled in my place when I realised that my father pronounced 'Luc' like how one pronounces "Lucien."

"Lucien." It comes out as a whisper. Does my father have something to do with Lucien? But no, if he was involved with Lucien, he wouldn't have gotten me married to Damien. Something isn't adding up.

I hear him order Lex to go to my father's place. We decline the call and I stay there staring at my laptop blank screen on which I was talking with Anaya a few moments ago.

"Did he find out anything?" Thia says as she is cooking lunch for us. Her back is towards me and front towards the stove. She stayed over in the guest room last night.

"Not yet."

I turn to keep my finished cup in the sink when I hear fast and intimidating footsteps coming from behind me and when I turn back, I see Cade striding towards me with anger and scowl on his face. I immediately run towards him and wrap my arms around his muscular chest. I promised myself to not cry over what happened but right after I hug him, I break down.

He embraced me protectively, holding me tight and caressing my back but the heart beating inside of his chest at a dangerous speed indicates how outraged he is.

"I was so scared. I-I what if Anaya wasn't there at the right time? What could have happened to me? I hate it." I sob. He stroked his hand gently over my head.

"He is going to pay for it. I promise." His jaw clenched.

Though Cade doesn't like to show too much affection, it was now normal between us to share the emotion. Cade is the first ever man I felt safe with. This and the other night when me and Damien fought, wasn't the only time I cried in Cade's arms. When my father used to beat me, I would sneak outside the house at night and break down in front of Cade. He even once beat back my dad. That's why my dad doesn't like him, he nearly died. I stopped Cade because I didn't want my best friend to be the murderer of my father.

His protectiveness didn't confine only to my dad, he even protected me from the boys who had bad intentions against me. He was less of a best friend and more of an older brother to me. Always. He is the first ever man I ever trusted. He is the first ever man in my life who taught me that not every man is bad and not every human is kind.