Chapter 2 2

If there was something you need to know more about me, I was one sassy little annoying human being, yeah very annoying that sometimes I ask myself, "Cassandra Cortez, why are you so fucking annoying and arrogant?".

If ever Melchora should be there while I soliloquize with myself, she would end up saying, "you ghats to be annoying, arrogant, because you have everything life can offer, and you know it was so hard to be up there", that was her words of consolation to me.

No matter how arrogant and rude the world see me to be, they still come to me for marriage, emotional, psychological, physical and even spiritual counselling.

People could just be so bad mouthed, and finally, when my therapy works out for them, they tend to start praising you and criticizing others for the bad things they had talked about me, when they themselves are included.

I let the phone ring, until the third time, halfway through it's ringing, I picked it and waited for the caller to talk.

"It's Ellie", the caller said.

I knew she is the client I was going to meet before the week runs out, but I feigned ignorance, like though I haven't even heard of such name before.

"Ellie?", I asked.

"Yeah Ellie, I had earlier booked a session with you, it was going to be a private one, I had told you it could be weeks or even months", she said with a happy and cheerful voice.

The wall I had built around myself crumbled by a piece, I remembered I was just like her, when I was young and foolishly drunk in love and very stupid, I had forgotten to read the signs around me to know that I was entering a very deep pit, which had only taken God's Grace for me to be out of all the mess I had put myself into, all in the name of Love.

"Ohhhh, you are Ellie Santiago right?", I asked, being tired of acting nonchalantly.

Truth to be said, out of all the clients I ever had or got in contact with, hers, Ellie Santiago has been one I have been so anxious to get into.

Reasons why I was so eager to meet her and help her by giving her therapies, one is because, she is eighteen and just about to take a very wrong decision which would change her life negatively as fuck.

Two is because of how eager she seems to get into this marriage, I feel like there's more to it, it's either she's been forced or she just doesn't know what she's getting into, a lifetime companionship.

I really don't think she thought about it so well.

Three is because, I know she has a very good chance of meeting people in the future and I really don't want her to rely on any man for her daily feeding.

The fourth reason is because, her so called future husband would only give her children and material gifts, but what of love?, she sure knows that the man won't give her something even small which could be ascribed to love.

I had made stupid decisions and carried out unthinkable actions, but I had vowed on my mother's grave never to let someone fall into such trap, I won't ever allow that to happen.

"Please I want to know if you would still make it on Wednesday, so I could book a flight for you", Ellie had said to her.

I had wanted to postpone it until Friday, so that I won't work on Saturday and Sunday, since I had strictly made it known to them that I don't work on such days, but hearing the voice of the little girl, which I do not even know for sure, if she's already eighteen years, I decided I would make it up to her in any way or manner I could be able to do it.

"I would be travelling on Tuesday, it would be better that way, so we could start our sessions the following day, being Wednesday, I do hope you are okay with that?", I asked her, waiting for her reply.

Truth to be said, I knew she was going to be more than happy that I decided to come on Tuesday and that was just what happened.

"Ohhhhh. my. God, will you really be coming here on Tuesday?", she asked.

"Yes Miss Ellie, or are you not okay with that?", I asked her.

"Noooooo, you don't mean to say that, I am more than okay with it, I am just so happy, thanks a lot Mrs Cassandra, I am so grateful", the young girl thanked.

I raised a brow at her mention of Mrs, I didn't even want to remember all those.

"It's Miss", I corrected.

"Ohh sorry, Miss Cassandra, please if there is any special service or request of yours please do let me know and if you would be lodging in a hotel, please also let me know.

Our house would accommodate you, it's a very big one, but I understand you would feel uncomfortable staying in a family house that's why I asked if you would want to stay in a hotel", she said.

"Miss Ellie!!?, if I should lodge in a hotel, what would be with the therapy sessions, there would be so much loss for you, you have to be around me very often, so we could understand and relate with each other very well.

I won't mind at all staying in your future husbands', family house, I really don't mind as long as he does not bite. Or does he?", I asked her.

"No, not at all, just that I really don't know how to bring up the topic, we really don't talk to each other, and I really don't know his mood, so.... I can't say at all if he would bite or not", She replied.

"Miss Ellie?, we really have much to talk about, there is need for reformations, you need to start building a very healthy relationship between you and your husband, I know it would be hard for you to do, that's why I decided to come earlier before things get out of hand.

Miss Ellie?", I called.

"Yes... I'm all ears, everything you say, I am hitting down", she answered.

"You really jot down?", I questioned.

"Yes I do, so as not to forget", She explained.

I thought that she was just the younger version of me, from how I jot down stuffs to how I read them over and over again.

"You know what Miss Ellie?", I piped.

"Huhhh", she muttered.

"This would be a very big secret between both of us, your husband should not know I would be coming back on Tuesday, secondly do not ask him about my reservations.

He has to take it in as no other choice, since I came without him knowing, if we do like that, he would have no choice than to let me stay in the house, don't you think so.", I stated.

There was a little silence between both of us, I knew she was thinking about the offer I made. it did not take me much to count one and two, to know she's afraid of her husband, I wondered why she is afraid of the man, she's about to get married to and still can't leave him.

I made that as a point A, which I would love to look into, to be able to elaborate better.

There was one thing that kept kicking in my mind, I wanted to know why she so much feared him.

"What's your husband's name?", I asked.

She inhaled sharply and loudly, before finally giving me an answer to my question.

"DON RODERIGO DE ALVA", she said.