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Chapter 4

Sarafina's confused expression made Amber worried, what had happened in the room that made her friend look that way. It hadn't been more than a minute before she saw the supposed 'customer' walk out.

"Talk to me Sarah, what transpired in there? I'm worried" Amber asked the worry evident in her tone,

Sarafina sighed, her mind was a huge turmoil, it would help telling Amber. So without much wait, she dipped her fingers into the pocket of her gown withdrawing the dry check. Amber's eyes widened the size of a saucer, she took the cheque in her palm finding it difficult to believe, only a wealthy man could drop an empty check.

"Where did you get this? Don't tell me he did" by he Sarafina knew who Amber was referring to so she nodded

"He didn't.. I mean he didn't touch you" Again Sarafina nodded, her eyes were fixed into thin air.

"Sarah, why do you think you did this? "

"Most importantly Amber, I think the question is who is he, before giving out an empty check I'm sure he knows no amount I would withdraw would make him bankrupt" Sarafina finally spoke after minutes of head gestures,

Amber flipped the cheque before her, her gaze landing on his signature, a gasp escaped her before she could hold it in.

"What is it Amber?"

"I..I Sarah, the signature" Amber swallowed unable to believe what she saw, Sarafina's eyes traced her friend's gaze until she saw what she was looking at. The reaction that formed was in no way lady like, it was between a squeak of shock and an unbelievable cry.

"Ryan A. Adrian" Sarafina whispered like a sacred prayer meant for only her.

Amber nodded "why do you think he is here, I mean any girl would kill to have him, he is Ryan son of the wealthiest business tycoon in this country, "

"To stay low key perhaps" Sarafina replied a bit unsure, the next question that came from Amber kept Sarafina confused, she wonder what to do

"What are you going to do, will you use the cheque or not"

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"So you just gave out millions just like that, I mean you didn't even.."

"I know Tony, and keep your voice down or Valentine is gonna hear you, we don't want that"

"What if she-"

Ryan laughed, a sarcastic chuckle that cut Tony, his best friend off. He placed an arm over Tony's shoulder

"There isn't any amount that would make me a paupers at the moment, she can take as much as she wants"

Ryan wanted her to, he wanted her to use that cheque as if it was hers and most importantly he wanted to see her again, her innocent face, plump cherry lips that parted in unseen nervousness, God, she invaded his mind so much since he left. He should have gotten a name, an address anything at all.

"Well, I usually forget who you're" Tony slyly commented earning a hard glare from his friend

"Tony, can you help me please, and you must do whatever I want without Valentine's knowledge " The contradictory plea and order in that simple statement didn't go unnoticed.

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Sarafina rounded the corner down into her street, her steps were slow unlike the usual hastiness she walked with. It was still bright but the alley seemed to be deserted.

Her thoughts began to wander, to that face that was created to mock everywhere, his eyes, the one she only dared to stare at once, they drew her yet she avoided it, she couldn't bare to withstand the glisten it held. And his lips, she wanted to kiss it from the moment he had talked but what did he think of her? Why did he keep that cheque for her

"OMG! Ryan, I saw the famous Ryan OMG " Sarafina couldn't help but speak to herself, the papers really did nothing to justify his looks, he was more than described. She almost tripped recalling how unearthly he looked, almost, because out of the empty alley shot an arm around her waist to steady her.

"Easy there, I don't want you ruining that pretty face"

Sarafina wanted to roll her eyes at that voice, it had a way of interrupting her mid walk. Sean's arm still rested on her waist, Sarafina squirmed removing his calloused hands.

"Sean let go" the number of times Sarafina had said those words to Sean could be used to build a house

Sean's arm dropped shocking her, for the first time he had respected her wish, they resumed trekking the rough path, her house was coming into view already.

"Sarah" Sean started his voice unusually calm and cool " I want us to work, Sarah, I love you and I have tried to move on but it's really difficult. Sarah help me "

"What has gotten into you today" Sarafina couldn't help but ask, he was a different Sean. The same Sean she had fallen in love with, the one who she badly wanted to be with. Her heart yearned for him again

The silence was a cue for her to speak, she struggled with forming a sentence. Her eyes landed on her home that stood a feet away

"Sean, can we talk later, I don't want my dad seeing you "

Sean nodded reasonably, he reached for her palm watching her flinch slightly. He brought the palm to his lips kissing it

"I will see you soon" It was more of a question than an answer, to which Sarafina nodded. He turned around and left.

For an unknown reason, sarafina felt light headed she was glad she didn't have to argue with him, today he was the Sean she wanted and she couldn't wait to see him again as promised

"Dad, I refilled your med" She called out the moment she walked into their way home, her dad's figure sitting on the wheel chair reading a book came into sight

"Where did you get the money" Her dad smiled at her, it made her satisfied and in no way regretted using that cheque, not one bit.

            
            

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