Chapter 4

His Flowery Words 

The following day I didn’t go to school since dad explained to the principal what happened, so they also allowed me not to go in for at least two weeks. Well, I’m good at acting, but I’m still very traumatized even though the truth is I’m pretty okay. I’m just lazy to go to school. Besides, our family is strong at school, so our principal can’t refuse. I decided to go down to eat because I was already hungry. When I opened the door, something hit me in the face, so I closed my eyes. I was hit in the eye. I opened my eyes, and I saw a bouquet of daisy flowers, and of course, the man holding it was no other than Mister fucking Kliosate Atticus Havero.

“What are you doing here!?” I shouted. Even though I hadn’t been able to brush my teeth yet, he was lucky that he was blessed with fresh air.

“I’m here to give you this,” he said and attempted to hand me the flowers.

“I don’t want it!” I insisted.

“So, what do you want? This flower or…” He brought his face close to mine, “or me?” he added with his signature lip-bite smile.

“None of the above!” I shouted at his face. It’s a good thing I didn’t spit. He took his face away from me.

“That’s not included in the choices,” he said, and he teased me.

“Klio, please stop. Stop playing with me!” I told him seriously.

“I’m not into games, Leyra,” he said, and before I could even speak, he added something that gave my heart a little bit relay race.

“I’m into you,” he said.

I’m into you.

I’m into you.

I’m into you.

I’m into you.

I’m into you.

I’m into you.

I heard it over and over in my brain. I covered my ears and shouted.

“STOP!” And now he’s laughing at me. “Klio, just leave, please!” I was very annoyed with him.

“If you accept these flowers, then I’ll leave.” He handed me the bouquet, and I had no choice but to take it for him to leave. He started to walk down the stairs. 

“Don’t throw those flowers. Mother nature will get angry, and don’t forget to read the letter, love!” he added, and after a while, he vanished.

I didn’t listen to him. I still threw it away. May mother nature forgive me. I couldn’t go down to eat because I was annoyed, so I just sent the food to the maid. Since I was bored, I thought of taking the letter from the flower, I was also suddenly curious. I was surprised when I saw the letter in the glass. It was like a keychain, seriously? That’s why it was a bit heavy when I took it. Luckily, it didn’t break. When I opened it, it had a daisy petal in the glass, and it was written in glitter. I read it.

“Daisy, a lovely flower,

For a lovely woman, this I offer,

Know that this flower is a sign of purity,

Just like my intentions are pure for you, my Lady.”

It’s not a typical letter. It’s a poem. Mister fucking Kliosate Atticus Havero wrote and gave me a poem. The next thing I knew, I was already smiling. 

This can’t be. No! I need to stop this strange feeling.

The other day he still gave me flowers together with his flowery words. This time it was a different flower.

“A stunning red camellia,

For a beautiful lady with a class,

Mismatch with no other fellas,

You’re a flame in my heart no one can cast. “

I’m in love with his words.

So, to make it short, he does that every day, and he never fails. The last time I said I would not let Spain invade a Filipina. I changed my mind. The consistency he gave me is what I needed. The way he values me makes me feel like I am a precious jewel, and that makes me fall in love not just with his words anymore but also with the person who wrote them. I repeat. Leyra Madrid is in love with fucking Kliosate Atticus Havero.

The next morning, I already expected him to do the same. Just like I said, he never fails. I saw him downstairs laughing with my mom. When he saw me, he stood up immediately and greeted me with a sweet smile. That smile once I hate is what I love to see every day.

“Oh, Lady is here,” Mom said, and before I could speak, he handed me a sunflower. I smiled.

“For you, my Love,” he said with his sultry and sweetest voice

“I wonder where you got these different kinds of flowers, and some of them are rare to find here?” I asked him.

He just smiled and said, “It doesn’t matter. What matters is the person who’s receiving it.” It’s embarrassing to say, but I shuddered. I hope you are too. I just smiled at him and read the poem.

“I offer this Sunflower,

To the woman I will only love forever,

A sign of deepest adoration,

From a man who only wants her love and affection.”

I don’t know, but tears started to fall from my eye. It was tears of happiness, I guess. The next thing I knew, I was hugging him now, which left him in shock, and everybody in the house, including dad, who just came home.

“I’m so sorry for treating you so bad, Klio,” I said while hugging him; he was a little bit taller than me, by the way, so it’s not an issue.

“Even if you didn’t ask for it. You’ve already forgiven.” He wiped my tears with his knitted camouflage handkerchief.

“Now, Klio, it’s my time to give what you’ve asked for.” I smiled at him. He gave me an excited look.

“Do you mean?”

“Yes, Klio, I accepted your love!”

“So, you’re officially mine?” I can see the excitement on his face.

“Yes! I am all yours, fucking Kliosate Atticus Havero!” I screamed.

“Lady, your words!” Mom interrupted.

“Sorry, Mom.” We just laughed with a few tears in my eyes.

“Klio, I just want to remind you, don’t break my daughter’s heart. Even if you’re my boss’s grandson, I’m still watching you.” Daddy’s order. He really loves me.

Klio looked at me and answered my dad.

“Yes, Dad!” Klio pledged.

His self-confidence might reach heaven. Maybe Lord will take you. I’m just kidding, Lord. I will submit myself to Spain first.

He was 20 when he had me, and I was 18 when he was officially mine.

So, that’s the story highlights of how we met and how our love blooms. The rest of our love story is history.