James must have found me and he recognizes me. I am so desperate at this moment, and I seem to hear his footsteps.
"I'm going to the bathroom." I hurriedly say something, and pick up the skirt and go out crazily.
What would I do if James finds me at this time? Unprecedented embarrassment is rumbling in my head, I don't know what to do.
I hide like a headless fly. I don't know who I bump into. They all look at me with strange eyes. I find that I couldn't find where the toilet is.
Everyone is smiling decently and talking, only my face shows a kind of anxiety.
I rush out of the ballroom and stand in the hallway around the corner, my hands shaking.
James, you don't have to find me, but the gaze behind me is so hot that I feel scared.
Footsteps come from behind me, and I am standing against the wall, afraid to move.
However, it is really James.
"Why are you here? I thought I made a mistake." James looks at me inconceivably, "I know you are talking about this party, and we come together."
He reaches out to touch my face, and I avoid it awkwardly.
James frowns, "What happens?"
I always feel uncomfortable in front of him because I am a liar. I can't forgive myself, I cheat him again and again, but can he understand my pain, James?
I don't expect him to understand me. I just ask him not to hate me. The shackles on my body are too heavy, and he is my most lethal one.
"I, I can't, I..." I don't even dare to look into his eyes, stammer to find a reason to fool him.
James looks around, and his eyes are alert, "You mix in, do you want to investigate something?"
"Oh, yes." I can only say so.
At the same time, I am relieved. But my guilt is getting heavier, how did I get here?
Fortunately, there are seldom people around, I'm glad.
James sees that my eyes are gentle and approaches me and says, "Would you like to go in with me? I will introduce my friends to you."
But in an instant I exclaim, "No!"
"What's wrong?" James grabs my waist and gently coaxes me, "It's all right, no one here dares to touch you."
"No, it is just inconvenient. You can introduce me to them in the future." I am panicked and look at him, then gently push away James, "I'll go first."
"I'll send you." James follows.
I hurried forward. I pass by a small park, as long as I walk over and I can be relieved.
"Carolina! What have you done? Come here." Suddenly, I am standing as if I had been struck by a thunder.
Carolina is my real name, Carol is the name I use in the magazine, and James doesn't know that my name is Carolina, and Neil is standing not far from away calling my name.
Suddenly my strength seems to be taken away. I don't dare look back. I am afraid to see James's expression at this moment.
"Carolina?" James murmurs behind me, "Funny, Carol, or Carolina."
"What are you doing there? Hurry up! I am waiting to introduce you to someone!" Neil is already impatient and turns away from the crowd and walks towards me.
I don't know what is in my heart, or I suddenly find courage, I pull James and run.
But James stands still, his eyes are cold, and I am afraid.
"Follow me, please!" I beg him.
I don’t know how to explain it, but I don’t want to lose face in public, nor do I want James to lose face in the public. To know that the girlfriend he just made is actually another ’s wife is like a joke.
How can a man like him be able to endure it?
James's eyes fluctuated, and then he pulls me and runs out.
I follow him horribly, not knowing what Neil behind me thinks of me. Maybe he knows it.
These words make me suddenly fall into a swamp. I couldn't breathe and see the sun.
Maybe he guesses it, or maybe he is just afraid to hear the truth from my mouth.
I hug him strongly, as if holding my world.
James kisses me like crazy man, completely different from the kind of tender kisses in the past. Like venting his anger, he deliberately hurts me, presses me, and tortures my lips with teeth.
But it is very refreshing. I enthusiastically respond to him and want more.
I hold his face to kiss his eyes, his nose, his chin, and bite on his throat.
He says, "Carolina..."
His eyes look down at me, full of lust.
There is only our gasp and depressed moans in the car.
We can see each other from the eyes of each other, the eyes containing love.
"Carolina, I will die on you sooner or later." James smiles bitterly. What an incredible man he is, he would say such a thing.
I am close to his body and do nothing. I like this time, we are frankly facing each other, without any restraints, I can clearly sense the temperature of his body, the undulations of his chest. The small friction between the skin causes my limbs to tremble.
"James, when we are all ready. I will tell you all." I hold his face and look into his eyes, eyes opposite, I hope I can see the hope I want.
James is laughing. There are fine smiles in his eyes, kisses the corner of my mouth and says, "OK, I'll wait for you."
He is willing to listen to my previous story, does it mean he is willing to accept me? Accept my deception and helplessness.
My tearful eyes gaze at him, unwilling to shed tears, I think I am the happiest person in the world.
"James, thank you, thank you." I squeeze his neck and kiss him strongly.
We are naked, hugging, kissing, and then deeply entering each other's lives.
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