I've Been There Before

On the weekend, again, Franklin picked Grace up from her neighborhood and took her for lunch. Today Grace had a day off. The beef noodle restaurant in the night fair became the place which Grace and Franklin visited most.

Noah had got accustomed to Franklin’s taking her girlfriend to have beef noodles here.

After lunch, Franklin took Grace to the cinema.

Grace felt like she was in a dream. But the popcorn and drink in her hands were both reminding her that she was once again fooled by Franklin.

However, still, a smile appeared on her lips and she didn’t even notice it.

Franklin was indeed a joy bringer. If he wanted to treat a woman well, the woman would feel like in paradise. Thinking about this, the smile on her face slowly faded away.

She looked at the boy sitting beside with a complicated eye look and decided that after watching the movie today, she would tell Franklin straightforward...that she would not fall in love with him.

She would tell him that this was the end.

She admitted that she loved the way Franklin looked at her. Free of disdain, sarcasm, ridicule and contempt, his eye look made her feel like she was just an ordinary girl.

She also admitted that she couldn’t bear to part with the single light coming out from the silt. In darkness, it seemed more precious than anything.

But things were going forward in an uncontrollable way...She couldn’t respond to the love of this big boy pretending to be a man. Then she should just tell him frankly now.

She was too deep in gut to deserve such a love.

How could she drag him to gut with herself?

Therefore, letting him go was the right thing to do.

Suddenly, her hand back was covered by a fit of warmth. As if burned, Grace looked down and saw Franklin’s big hand holding her hand tightly. He said, “Don’t.” The deep voice made her unable to shirk.

With her heart beating fast, Grace didn’t move and just let his hand keep covering hers and turned to watch the move like nothing happened.

she would find a right timing to explain to Franklin...that she was not a good woman, and that she didn’t deserve

with strong curiosity. But then...everything that he did and the way he looked at her were too

watch the movie. In the smile, there was a universe of content

she had no idea what it talked about. She spent all the time thinking about how to lay it all out with the

Franklin kept holding Grace’s hand and refused to let it go. Following the flow of people, he took

at the back of Franklin. Her palm was all wet and got sticky. She couldn’t help but look at their

Grace to the parking lot and opened the door of front passenger seat

“Wait.”

with confusion all

to him was that maybe she forgot

like something choked on her

mind? It’s weekend. We got

firmness in her eyes, she bit the bullet and said, “Mr. Cordon, we

moment, his phone

at the screen. Then his brows wrinkled and he raised his head telling Grace, “Grace, I need to answer this.” Then he pressed the answer

old and majestic voice came

was discontent, “Grandfather,

back home right

phone

again and his brows

you have an emergency? I can go back

she couldn’t tell

back to the dorm.” Franklin grabbed Grace’s arm to stop her from getting off, “It won’t take

you for the lunch

discontent, “Do you really have to be so polite? I have told you many times that you should stop

on the gas and drove

off.” After some thought, he said to Grace who was standing outside of the car, “Grace, I hope one day you can stop calling