Colleen's POV
"Let's eat together, from now on." he said and I was shocked. Just what was going on with him? "What, you don't want to?" he asked.
"It's nothing like that. I was just flustered."
"Why?"
"Why?"
"I'm asking you why you are flustered."
"I'm asking you why you suddenly want to eat together. Are you not afraid that you won't be able to swallow your food when you look at me?" I asked.
"Where did that come from?" he asked, confused.
"You didn't want to see me and you're angry at me from the very beginning." I replied.
"Did I tell you that?"
"No, but you make it appear that way." I replied and continued eating. Whatever it is that he wanted, I don't care about it as I'm sure that he was just out of his mind for a moment.
"How are you doing in your room?" he asked out of nowhere. There's nothing wrong with that and maybe he was just curious or trying to so I answered him.
"I had been staying there for two years already so it was good to say that I like it there."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, the room is perfect for me." I replied and looked at him. He was nodding so I took it that he understood.
"Do you want to transfer to---"
"No. As I've said, it was perfect for me. You don't have to bother yourself with that small thing." I stopped him. I didn't want to hear anymore because besides the fact that I really like my room, he was already too late if he wanted to make it up to me for the past years that he had been distant with me.
"You have the habit of stopping me from talking, did you know that?" he asked and then I looked at him. I didn't notice it, just how many times did I do that to him?
"I don't know what you are talking about." I replied and then ate again. I didn't want to reply to him anymore but it would be rude if I didn't. I was living in his house. Although he was harsh and all, he didn't actually throw me out.
"Do you like that doctor so much that you keep your distance from me?" he asked and I looked at him. He was eating casually but I don't think he sounded casual when he asked. I wonder why he was asking me about Dr. Gerard when I already told him that he is my friend.
"I don't know where this conversation was heading to, but one thing is sure, this will only make us angry at each other so we better drop it." I replied and tried to finish my food. I didn't want to talk to him anymore about Dr. Gerard and it will not happen if he continues to ask those questions.
"You should stay away from him." he said and that angered me but I had to calm myself. I didn't want to cause myself a heart attack. I don't know why we are even talking right now. I was already OK with our daily routine without talking to each other.
"If you are worried that I am going to cheat on you, then relax yourself. I am not capable of doing that, I already told you that I didn't want to hurt him and he is just a friend to me and nothing else."
"I don't care about who he was to you. I just want you to stay away from him. End of discussion." he said and then looked at me. I looked at him too so he will know that I have no intention of following him. Dr. Gerard is my doctor and there's no way that I am going to change to another because of him.
"What's with him that you didn't want to stay away from him?" he asked, trying to control his anger.
"What is it in him that you wanted me to stay away from him? He was already my friend even before we got married. Your mom and sister knew him very well and they knew that we are not doing anything immoral." I told him. "This is the first time we have talked this long. I didn't expect it to be harmonious but I didn't expect it to be like this either." I told him.
"And how do you expect us to talk?" he asked, so I am going to be honest with myself.
"I was expecting you to tell me not to bother your girlfriend, stay away from you and don't ever show my face in front of you." I told him and for a moment he was quiet. He might have not thought that I was going to tell that to him.
"You see," I told him and he looked at me, as if waiting for me to continue and say what I wanted to say. "If you're lucky, you will have to put up with me for a year. I am not going to cheat on you or anything. If you please, just let me be around my friends so I can make memories with them and be happy until then." I couldn't look at him anymore because I was afraid that I was going to burst into tears in front of him. I didn't want that. As much as possible, I don't want him to see the weak me.
Gladly, I was done eating so I stood up and decided to go back to my room. "I will be back to my room." I told him so he won't think that I disrespected him.
"What do you mean?" he asked as I turned around.
"Exactly what it means."
"Then, are you planning on divorcing me after a year?" he asked and then I sighed. It was really hard to talk with him. If only I was not sick, I wouldn't dare divorced him. Whether I admit it or not, I already like him. I have no way of expressing that to him than to prepare everything he needs. Even with that, I can make him feel that I care for him. "I am not going to allow that. I never dreamed of having such a marriage. You will have to deal with me for the rest of your life." he said and then he left the dining room.
"Yeah, for the rest of my life. It's a pity that the rest of my life is limited to only a year from now." I muttered to myself. I know that he didn't hear it anymore because besides I just almost said it to myself, he was already on the staircase when I looked his way out of the dining room.