Lily's Journal

February 14, 2011 ~ 11:55pm

I never know what to do with Sebastian. A week and a half ago, he practically kidnapped me from my office and took me out to lunch. Then we had an argument that left us both angry. Now, he’s finally agreed to give me the space that I’ve been wanting. A part of me hopes that he’ll give up and go away, but I know that will never happen. He finally agreed to do what I needed him to do, but I just know that he won’t be able to resist seeing me today.
“You can’t expect me to leave you alone on Valentine’s Day, can you?” he’d probably ask with a large smile on his face.
And of course he would look way too good and be far too charming to resist so I would be stuck going along with whatever Valentine nightmare he had planned. I know I’m being too critical. I should be happy to have someone whom I love, but I’m afraid that his definition and mine are no longer the same kind.
He lied to me and I can’t help but be reminded of the secrets that he kept. My mother used to say that all secrets come to the light eventually, but she never told me how to get past it once they did. From the moment I got up this morning, I tried to put the past behind me in order to give him another chance, but with every hour that passed, I felt overcome with dread and the feeling that he wouldn’t let this day go without a visit and I was right.
When the doorbell rang, I almost jumped out of my skin. I glanced at the clock before I eased off my bed and crept down the hallway toward my living room. The day was eight hours from being over when I leaned on my tippy toes and eyed the peephole in the steel door.
“Delivery!” A skinny bald man yelled as I unlocked the door.
My jaw fell as he shoved a clipboard into my hands and rolled a large crystal vase through the doorway.
My hand shook as I signed the slip. “Where did these come from?”
He shrugged as he handed me a card, obviously in a hurry to move onto his next stop. Whatever.
I stared at the giant lilies for a long time before I remembered the card in my hand. My hands shook as I pulled out the blue card with “I love You” written in white.
Well, it’s 12:15, Valentine’s is officially over. Maybe it’s easier for him to stay away than I thought. No worries. I’m sure the minute I get over him, he’ll come right back.

Until next time,
Liliana