THE BALLERINA SECRET LOVE
Part 117's. The Back To NYC
"Sara, it's dangerous, this time only three bullets. Maybe next time your life. How can you think of accepting another assignment."
At one point I thought, if I can't dance again. Maybe I can put all the bets on being an agent. At least I'll be paid well. Thomas will help me because he knows my story.
He could've found me a job. I don't know what, I'll think about it later. But I'm obviously hoping I can come back, I have to have a backup plan.
"I want to feel useful rather than just as a dancer. I want to break Franc... We can talk later." Finally I used my ace, asking him to stop urging me because I was sick.
"Look no, you got hurt like this, I don't know. But three bullets, do you think next time you have a spare life." I couldn't answer it so I just kept quiet.
"Eat first okay. I'll get you some food." Fortunately he retreated, not trying to discuss our matter anymore.
"Yes. Thank you." Thank you."
He came back with a food tray. I smiled to see him carry so much.
"Let's eat."
"A lot. Do I need this much food?"
"I called my doctor to ask for a good food recommendation for you. Matilda will make sure you eat well." I feel like he takes care of me like a kid. I'm a nobody who can have a lover like this, if Mom finds out I have a lover like this she'll be happy.
"Franc, thank you." He is the best lover.
"return. Now eat and finish, otherwise how can you recover." He's feeding me soup. I accepted it with a jumbled feeling between the funny feeling in the bribe, the pleasure of having a lover so considerate, and the sadness that maybe our relationship would be difficult.
"I love you..." He saw me smiling at him.
"I just want to tell you." I smile at him now. I am happy, really happy with him. Although I feel like this will only last a moment, I will remember this as a sweet memory in the future.
"If you really love me, you should understand my concerns."
"I understand, but there's nothing easy about a commensurate result. I want to feel a bigger hand than just a dancer in front of your family."
"You don't have to be a minister like my mother. All I want is a family. My mom used to be an ambitious person, maybe she saw my dad who was relaxed as a barrier to her ambitions. I don't know why they fell in love at first. I don't need anything like that in my house, I don't want my son to see his parents get divorced, you don't have to work for me."
I just understood what he said. Totally understand. But in his mother's eyes I think I'll be a burden to his son. I have a mother to support.
"I have a mother I have to look after Franc, you can't talk like that."
"Obviously I know, I don't mind looking after your mom."
"But your mother would mind I guess."
"My mom won't interfere with our lives." I was silent, maybe he said so but I don't know what's going on ahead. What's clear is that I won't act like a street*g who uses his rich girlfriend.
"alright. Let's see it later okay."
"You don't believe me?"
"I believe you."
I trust him. What I don't believe in is myself.