Ciara's POV.
“evans!.'' I screamed out his name while I moved closer to the table, my eyes wide opened from surprise as I picked the keys placed against a high fluffy teddy bear.
“you didn't have to do this… any of this.” I retorted with my face washed plain with surprise, he stood with a lazy smile on his face, stared from corner to corner as he relaxed into me.
“I had to do this… don't gas me up the way.” he responded and pulled me into a hug, I nodded feeling relieved as my eyes pried around.
“It's okay, the press would not be showing anytime or anywhere near here, I made sure to close down the whole place one reservation.”
Hearing his words made me itch even for more, I wanted to do more for him, I knew he deserved more, but I just was not sure what to do, i was not like him as I got a whole lot of confused hormones and emotions winded up in me, it broke me apart totally, to realize that he had gifted me yet again and I barely did anything, in less than a day.
“what's this??” I asked and pointed the key to his face.
“it's a building, I got it in your name.” he spoke, but his response only pushed me over to the edge, he was not really stating what it was that i needed to hear by all means.
“common now, talk to me… what is wrong?.” he asked as I tried putting up a false smile against my face but it seemed like it was not working judging by how quick it was that he noticed a change in my countenance.
“nothing… just, you getting me a building, is it not too much? Evans we are barely married.” I called out to the ends of his words but he said nothing to it, he seemed taken aback by my words.
“Did I say anything wrong? Perhaps something pissed you off? In any way possible?, you know what… please forget I said anything like this to you… just please let it go.” I pleaded as he remained sober, a smile formed on his face,
But I couldn't tell if they were genuine or if he had faked it on purpose, all to make me happy and feel better,
“I'm sorry… I know, I should have been thankful, but it's just too much, I've
Not gotten anything for you… I don't have a high paying job like you do and it really doesn't speak in good volumes from my end, always saying one thing or another, being on the receiving end
Each time. I don't like it.” I explained to him, held his palms into mine as the wind blew against our faces and howled into our ears.
The silence was evident and it slashed into the air, I just didn't want to tell him lies but then again. I had acted again rather on impulse. I should have cleared out the whole thing to him when I got the chance to do so, rather than keep myself as a fool.
“I'm sorry.. I mean I should not have….”
“it's okay,.I understand if you don't like it… just that I did not see this scenario happening, I tried hard to put this together and I had no idea you would say things as bare minimum was way too much… it only made me reflect on myself ciara, had I been so bad?.
It dawned on me after hearing his words, maybe I had spoken out of my own honesty and granted him my opinion but my opinion was messing with his head and the thoughts around it, I did not mean it in the ways and manners in which he spoke, I expected nothing lesser than joy from him.
“I like it Evans, I really do.. It's just that you should be pouring back your income into your business, like doing better things with it, not renting out a whole damn restaurant and taking the top floor of a restaurant and hotel as expensive as this… what.. What were you thinking?.”
I asked again, and he nodded, he tucked his hand into his trousers, he said nothing as we both remained on our feet,
He nodded yet again and too soon stepped away from the table.
“There is the key, keep them in your palms, don't lose them, you could sell the building off, it's a twelve story right across brand wood street, the one with a spa and mall. I got it under your name to celebrate this night..
But then, you could sell it like I had said, or toss it out and down this rooftop for all I care, it already belongs to you.
And the same goes with the teddy bears, the other gifts placed out back for you, I bought them for my woman, for the mother to my child, I bought it for someone I loved but then if you think this is way too much, if somewhere, anywhere in this magnificent mind of yours you think these petty little things are too much, then maybe you were right calling off the wedding.. It's for both of our good, maybe you made the right decision eventually.``
He said nothing else, buried his fingers deep into hair pulled at it while I kept shut, breathed in and out, took a light sneeze as I tried wrapping my head around what the had said taking in more meaning, my eyes fell, almost pulled out of my sockets as I relapsed what it was that he had meant.
“Evans in, that's not what I meant… all I was saying is that… I don't know but I didn't say calling off the wedding is…”
“the best thing.” he cut into my words suddenly.
“you're been right all along Ciara, I had been too silly to see you, I would respect your words, calling the wedding off is the best choice as of now.”