Mr Billionaire's Heart✔️(Edited and Polished)

CHAPTER 22 AN UNWANTED FAMILIAR FACE

It’s afternoon time and I am enjoying beautiful nature

I am sitting in a beautiful yard of a mansion enjoying a beautiful view of nature, mountains, lakes, and beautiful blue sky which is sparkling like the sea

There I noticed a beautiful swing hanging in the tree but it is away from the mansion, I bit my lip, I am just about to cross the boundary of the mansion’s large gate I don’t know why but I have a feeling that I should not cross this boundary like something bad is indicating
to happen, I covered my face and then peek at that swing, but still beauty of that swing and it is near the lake which can make you feel so refreshing Sighing, I shook unwanted thoughts and, I quickly go towards that swing

I sat up on that swing and starts it with a back-and-forth motion, I leaned backward

Soon that swing starts. When I am most awake, most present at the moment, every sense of nature converges into a single energetic joy. It is as if there is a feeling passing between each living thing, a bond that is tangible and blended, a melody beyond the range of ears but available for the heart. And so, as each leaf moves in the wind, a part of me does as well. It is the togetherness of what is separate, the glue in the universe. This swing is set up just below the beautiful lake, so divine

I am enjoying riding the swing, humming the beautiful song ‘Just the Way You Are and when you smile, the whole world stops and stares for a while...”

Humming this song brings my memories back. Eliot used to sing this song to me. I remember, I don’t know but my heart aches, Eliot, I love him so much but he, he cheated on me Suddenly my swing stops like someone intentionally stopped it by hand

“Missing me, apple pie,” I heard a familiar unwanted voice behind me which I wish I never hear again after that dark memory I looked at the corner of my eyes; I saw Him, his gray eyes, I saw him Eliot my ex, my first love but a first betrayer.

I can feel the sweat drench my skin, the throbbing of my own eyes, the ringing screams vibrating in my ears, and the thumping of my heart against my chest. My fingers are curled into a fist, nails digging into my palm. I can’t hear my rapid breathing, but I can feel the oxygen flooding in and out of my lungs. Hesitantly, again my eyes look at Him behind me, the person I loved, but he betrayed me. Fear tortures my guts, churning my stomach intense cramps. Fear engulfs my conscience, knocking all other thoughts aside. Fear overwhelms my body, making it drastically exhausted. However, most of all, the fear is making me calm, and that is what scares me the most.