Daniella went upstairs, the two-story house of Claire has four bedrooms, but most of them were designed mostly for Daniella's need.
The master bedroom was used for Claire, two rooms were for Robert and Scott while the last one was filled with medical equipment to check on Daniella's brain.
She proceeded to the last room, and as she entered, the smell of disinfectant lingered in the air.
The room was huge, it almost consumed half of the second floor.
She took the tablet hanging on the wall near the door and activated all the light, one by one, the machine in the room started working, Daniella sighed, in the past, she would come here and have the chip in her brain checked.
The MRI machine was on her left, it's the biggest machine in the room, and the most important. She walked towards it, sat on it and lightly grazed her hand on the leather material she was sitting on.
When did the last time she had her chip checked? She asked herself.
Three months.
She realized that she became so busy with the revenge that she had forgotten to check her health.
Her body might have healed faster than a normal human but, she also feels more pain, even the simple brain check could cause a painful headache, a simple blood check or paper cut stings more than it should.
She could read people's minds, making her feel superior to others but, now that she met Evan, she felt somehow normal.
He made her feel like a normal woman who wonders about his thought and feelings. Not being able to read his next movement somehow excite and scare her and by just thinking of him now has caused her lips to smile alone in this room.
The room which usually filled with her scream every time Claire would check her health, she rarely gets sick but when she does, she felt like dying.
Before she was abducted, Daniella thought that she's normal, her brother took care of her that never once she got a scratch, so when they were abducted and experiment that's when they realized that drugs don't work on her.
Her body doesn't react to the medicine, and her body has gotten used to liquor when she was being experimented.
Her jaw gnashed remembering the past when Dr. Lee found out that she could heal faster, he cuts and takes her tissue sample like it was nothing. It was excruciating, she pleaded but no one listened to her and what's worse was to have her brother watched her suffering.
Two crystal tears dropped from her eyes; she's been smiling in the past week that she seemed to have forgotten the reason why she continues to live.
Her hands clenched, eyebrows creased as she reminisced the face of her brother.
(Danny, I miss you)
She wiped her tears, jumped on her feet and sat on the table next to the microscope.
Soon the door opened, it let out Claire smiling like a teenager.
Daniella smiled, rocked her legs and said, "so, tell me, who is the young woman and the handsome fella next to you?"
Claire's smile faded, "I don't know what are you talking about."
"Tsk. That man is looking at you like you're an oasis in the desert."
Claire smiled again, this time, her eyes twinkled like the stars, "really? He's at the same age as me and divorce, she had a daughter, Amy, she's a psychologist and her husband is a military general. He owned the hospital where the president was admitted so, do you think he likes me?"
Daniella was stunned by Claire's reaction; she's acting like a teenager crushing to her seniors.
A gentle smile plastered on Daniella's lips, realizing that she's one of the reasons why Claire's life became busy.
"Let me check the guy Claire. Let's see if he's feeling the same."
Claire nodded, biting her lips to prevent herself from smiling.
"I will call him to the kitchen, you can meet him there."
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Minutes later.
Daniella entered the kitchen, the old man is waiting for her.
"Are you Claire's daughter?" he asked.
Daniella smiled; Claire always introduced her as a daughter even though they were not related.
"-ish," she replied, walked closer and halted in front of him
Eyes narrowing, Daniella focused in his eyes.
The man anxiously avoided her eyes, making it hard for her to concentrate.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Would you look into my eyes?"
The man's face filled with confusion looked at her, "why?" he asked.
"Do you mind?" Daniella lifted both hands, moved it closer to the man's face, asking for his permission to touch his cheeks.
"what?" his voice was broken a bit, tense by her gaze.
"I just want to know something."
She covered his cheeks with her palms, look deeply into his eyes but seeing the hesitation on his face, Daniella slightly groan.
"Come on doctor," she said impatiently. "I want to know your deepest and darkest secret." She said in an almost whisper, focusing her narrowed eyes to his irises
And there it was, his thought, memories, and desire in life played in her mind like a movie.
Her mind frosts upon seeing a familiar face, hands lowered to her side.
"You know Evan Su?" she asked. Heart started to pound tensely.
"Yes, why?"
Daniella rose an eyebrow, a lopsided grin shaped her lips, "interesting," she murmured as she realized the connection between the doctor and Evan.
She turned her back on him. Before her feet set out of the kitchen, the man spoke, "do you have eye disease?"
Daniella shook her head, "No, I am just wearing special lenses."
"By the way, I want to meet your daughter. I know someone who badly needs her help."
The man looked at her with confusion, later he nodded and gave her his daughter's clinic address.
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Back at the Villa, Evan's eyes dimmed with anger.
Its almost midnight and Daniella hasn't come back home. Selena informed him that she left after dropping her off to the villa and she's not answering his call either.
He informed the maid to have Daniella meet him in his office and he's been waiting for four hours and had drunk five cups of tea.
He got up, decided to sleep since he will have an early meeting tomorrow.
As he entered his room, a vanilla scent filled his nose.
His heart skipped a beat, he walked inside and turned the lights on.
(Was she here?)
He locked the door, scanned his room but there was no sign of her.
A bit disappointed, Evan exhaled.
The door of his bathroom opened, he turned and eyes immediately swelled to see Daniella with his shirt on and wet hair.
His eyes dropped on her lips, slowly moving to form a smile.
And her soft voice sounded into his ears, "I hope you don't mind that I used your bathroom. I couldn't find my clothes in my room and Selena locked her room, so I borrowed your clothes."
Evan stood like a statue, mind in dazed staring at Daniella.
When his eyes lowered to her legs, he gulped hard, there are scars imprinted on them but her skin was moist and glowing, like the window on rainy days.
"Did you ask the maid to throw my clothes? I can't find it anywhere."
Evan met Daniella's eyes, she kept scrubbing the towel on her wet hair, still standing by the bathroom door.
"No," he said, (but I'll definitely do it tomorrow)
He watched Daniella as she strode and jumped on his bed, pulled the blanket and lay it on her legs.
"Do you need anything here?" she asked, moving the blanket up to her neck.
Evan shook his head, what else would he need in his room than to use the bed she was laying on.
"Ok, I am going to sleep here tonight so could you please leave?"
"what?" he asked, struck by her swords.
"You and I can't sleep here together, so you'll have to sleep somewhere else. Oh, by the way, the other rooms are locked."
"What?"
Daniella's face went flat, "go and don't forget to lock the door," she pulled the blanket over her face, turned to her side and closed her eyes.
Instead of leaving, Evan went closer to the bed, sat on the edge and stared at the Daniella hiding under the blanket.
"Are you not going to dry your hair?"
"No, I'm too lazy."
The room became silent, he could almost hear his own heartbeat.
"Can I sleep here?" he asked eventually.
Daniella slightly turned her head to face him, she blinked, took a pillow and put it next to her, "Ok, but don't cross this pillow alright?"
He smiled, nodded his head like an obedient boy and lay next to her.