was short and clear.
I’m sorry, I met someone else. Let’s break up.
Cora stood there, speechless.
The following days proved to be very hard for Sybille. Christian tried to call her phone thousand times (she had switched off her Skype) and even sent her numerous e-mails when the calls were ignored, from the confused ‘Is this a joke?’ to straight rage ‘Why the hell are you fucking doing this to me?????’
Sybille ignored all of them, didn’t even read them as she was afraid that she would be hurt by his words. She didn’t see that after a while his e-mails had toned down on the rage and more to sadness. ‘Please come back.’ ‘Choose me. Give me another chance.’ ‘I will quit my part time job and come back during summer break if you want me to.’
Those e-mails went straight down to trash bin without being read. She had made her decision.
It was cold war with Cora too. She was annoyed because Christian kept bothering her too as he dug out more information about what actually happened to Sybille. Her inbox was flooded by his e-mails asking for explanations (she too had switched off her Skype, thanks to his persistent calls). As a result, she blamed it on Sybille. Especially after Sybille chose to stay mum and kept the detailed story about her newfound love a secret from her, though it’s not hard to guess.
This whole situation started to take its toll on Sybille’s nerves. She wanted so badly to move on from this mess and be happy with Max ever after. They still kept their study dates as before, Max obviously not knowing the whole drama in her recent life. Damn, he probably didn’t realize the whirlwind ride he had taken Sybille’s heart on all this while! Sybille stared at his studying face in agony. When are you going to take me to the next step, Max? Her heart ached with longing. Come on, take me. Fly me up the clouds. Make me happy. “I’m waiting …”
Surprised, Max looked up from the books. “For what?” he asked confusedly.
For the time when you’d say you love me, she replied at heart. If only she’s brave enough to tell him that.
“Dinner! Isn’t it time?” said her instead, trying to put on cheerful look.
Max grinned widely. He put down his pen. “You’re right. Let’s go.” They walked out together. As usual, he would open the door and let Sybille out first before him.
They had a good time during dinner at the canteen nearby the study room. Max cracked some jokes, and they talked about things from news to celebrity gossips. It lifted her mood for a while. She felt happy again.
As Max was walking her back to her hall after the study session, the idea just came up. She wanted to know Max’s true feelings for her, under the façade of his niceness.
“Hey Max…”
“Yup?”
She hesitated a little. This is embarrassing. “Do you … have a girlfriend?”
Now he looked at her strangely. She couldn’t figure out what it meant. “No,” he answered, with some meaningful smile on his good looking face.
He doesn’t! Her heart was beating so hard.
“Is there somebody you like?” She was getting brave.
He let out nervous laugh. “Why all of sudden?”
This was not the response she was expecting. A sense of panic started to creep into her veins. “There is, isn’t it?” she felt like she was going to die. “Do I know her?”
“Are we gossiping about me , now?” he tried to crack a joke.
But it wasn’t funny. She wanted to know the truth. She’s tired of beating around the bushes. Enough of guessing, dreaming, wishing and hoping, she thought. She was put up on the clouds long enough. Now she wanted to come back down to earth.
She looked away to hide her red face. “Well, I do like someone though.”
“You do?” his voice implied piqued interest.
“Yes, you can probably guess who he is.” She looked back at him, suddenly feeling so shy and smiled sheepishly. “I like you, you know.” It came out so much more easily than she had previously