CHAPTER 20

BLAIKE IVERSON'S POINT OF VIEW "Rod," I not interestedly called his name. My men are cleaning up the guns. Some of them are tying up Mr. Walson's men. I sat down on the chair and Rod, turned around to me. "Yes?" he asked respectively. "Let's go!" I ordered him. Then Rod nodded at me. I looked at my men, that was having some food. "Give him some food whenever he is hungry. Let him rest for the next few days. Then we would get the information that we needed from him," I strictly commanded them. "Yes, Boss!" they all respond at the same time. "Rod," I seriously called him. He looked at me and nodded. It's like he gets what I am trying to say. I turned around and started to walk toward my car. I started my car engine, and Rod's car followed me. As soon as we got home. I sit on the couch and Rod sat on the couch I was sitting on. "About my dead sister. Do you have any of her pictures?" I curiously asked him. "No, Blaike. Im sorry!" he said in a low voice, then he lowered his head. "Even only one picture?" I asked again. "I dont have even one of her pictures," Rod said. ROD AZRAEL'S POINT OF VIEW "Really?" he asked me again. "Sorry!" I said then lowered my head. He sigh heavily and said. "It is okay. Dont mind it!" I just smiled at him. Then he walked away. I think he would go where he always used to go when he misses his father. I hope I did the right decision. Since it was ordered from above, Blaike must not know it, until our mission was over. Our lives depend on it. Because if I would tell Blaike the truth. The whole team would be in great danger. We would all lose our lives. And I can't lose my life, just because of that. I would just tell Blaike the truth when our mission is over. I hope he would understand my decision. Since it is for the sake of everybody. This secret depends on my tongue, and this also depends on our lives. But I can't understand why can't tell Blaike the truth? What was Amelia meant to him? Amelia was that special? But who was she is to Blaike? If she was the past lover of Blaike? Why would it be connected to our mission? There are a lot of questions that keep popping into my mind. This question wants an answer. But how could I know that answer? I have never been in this kind of situation before. I sat down on the sofa, worrying about the things that I just decided. I looked down and holds my head. "Are you okay?" a familiar voice spoke up. "Ha?" I confusingly answered. I looked at her, she was staring at me concernedly. "Is there something wrong?" Ayiehsa asked again. "Nothing!" I said then immediately stand up. Then walked away, before I took another step. I looked at her and asked. "Do you need anything?" "Ow, nothing!" she defensively replied. "Okay," I just said confusingly, while nodding my head. That was a little bit confusing! I just walked towards my bedroom, then lock the door. I throw my body on my soft bed and hugged my pillow. "Ayeisha was a little bit suspiciously," I whispered to myself. AMELIA RIVERA'S POINT OF VIEW "Renzo," I softly called his name. "Darling," he happily responded. "Are you ready?" he added. Then he laid his hand in front of me. I happily took it and said. "Yes!" We took a step towards the car. Renzo let go of my hand and opened the car for me. He gently helps me to come inside, the car. After he closes the car door, he immediately goes inside the car and, we drove off. I looked at him. While he was focusing his sight on the road. "Renzo," I lowly said as I called his voice. "Yes, Darling?" he happily replied. He took glanced at me and smiled. He continued driving, and focus his attention on the road. While he was waiting for my response. I took a deep breath and sigh. "Let us go to the boutique shop first. I would love to buy my wedding dress first," I happily told him. "But, darling. Did they say that if I saw you in your wedding dress it would be a stroke of bad luck for us?" Renzo worriedly asked. I laughed at him and asked. "Do you believe all the old saying?" "I just dont want anything to ruin our marriage. I wanted to be elegant and successful. We plan this wedding for three years. I just dont want anything to get wrong," he said. "Dont worry! Nothing would get wrong. Dont believe in that, okay?" I cheered him up. I stared at Renzo. He was seriously driving. I closely looked at those eyes long eyelashes he had, dark brown eyes, red lips, and a pointed nose, with also his muscular body. "Darling," he called me with his sweet velvet voice. "Yes?" I gently asked him. "I love you," he sweetly said. "I love you too!" I replied to him. He continued driving after that conversation. I in another side of the car. I opened my car window and looked above the sky. The cold wind blows upon my skin, I can feel it touching my face. I took a deep breath and sigh. I closed my car window and stared outside. The silence broke between the both of us. After a long drive, we finally reached our destination. We parked our car. "Wait for me! I would open the car window," Renzo quickly said. "Thank you!" I gratefully replied. As he quickly get out of the car and opened the door for me. I got out of the car, and lock it. We go inside the shop. A lot of white gowns caught my eye at first looked. It was like calling me. I didn't hear Kenzo and the manager say to me. Because I immediately going the gown section to look at it. It was like sparkling in its beauty. I felt excitement and joy at the same time, right now. I can't express my feelings. I touched the gowns one by one. As I was looking at its designs. "Do you like it?" Renzo asked me curiously. And holds my waist. I was staring at one of the most glorious and gorgeous gowns I see. I walked towards it, and touch it. The fabric that was used for it, was soft like a pillow. I touch it downwards,  looking at every single edge of it "Do you like it?" Renzo asked me once again. "Yes!" I happily answered without looking at him. I gently continued to touch it. A hand also touches the gown. I looked at who was doing that, it was Renzo. I caught him also staring at the gown. "Do you think it would be perfectly fit on me?" I asked him curiously. "Of course!" he said, then he looked at me. "Everything would look good at you. Every gown in here would be perfect for you. And I also think this gown suits you well," he added. "Really?" I asked him and smiled at him. Then looked directly into the flowless gown. I felt happy while looking at this gown. I can sense my excitement even more. Even our wedding would be 5 months from now. I wanted everything to be perfect. Being with Renzo is my choice. Once we got married we would be one, I would spend the rest of my life with Renzo. He would be my man, the person I am gonna be with, and also the person I am gonna spend my last breath. I glance at Renzo. We both agreed to marry because of our parents. They arrange and fix our marriage in the first place. This whole relationship while fixed. But Renzo fall in love with me a long time ago. I also love him but, it was not deep as I am in love with Blaike before. I am marrying him. Because Blaike was kidnapped 3 years ago while transported where would he be in his new prison. After that, there was no trace of him. We tried everything to track him down. But the police thinks he was dead. Because it was three years ago. That is also why I back out of the case of Blaike. So he could live peacefully where ever he is. I forgave him a long time ago. Even I lost my parents because of him and his father. I can no longer continue to have a burden inside me. It would be a great way for me to move on. "Yes! Why dont you try it on?" Renzo happily suggested. "Okay! I would try," I cheerfully replied. "Miss! Can you help her try this gown?" Renzo asked the staff. The staff walked towards us. And get the gown. "What size do you have miss?" she politely asked me. "Medium, at least," I responded then smiled at her. "This way maam. Please!" she said. "Wait for me in here!" I said to Renzo, he just nodded her head. I followed her towards the fitting room. The gown she gave me was fit to perfection. Just by the looked of the gown, I looked stunning. I glance at my reflection in the mirror. I looked great. I felt happy inside me. "I would get this," I said to the staff. Then I changed into my outfit and removed the gown from my body. The staff fixed everything. And Renzo paid for the gown for me. "I would go outside first. I would wait for you in the car," I said to him. "Okay!" he replied. I walked out of the store. Then a car passed in front of me. His car window was down. He has a familiar face that I know. "Blaike," I whispered his name. His car just drove off and passed by me. While he was closing his car window. "Is that you, Blaike?"