His Little Flower (Felix and Flora) novel Chapter 6

Luckily, Lydia herself asked me to clean up, and then left soon after. She lived nearby, but had to visit her sister. There wasn’t much to clean up, so I ended up doing everything very quickly. I was also hungry, now. I should have brought lunch. I wanted to go home quickly and whip up something delicious and simple. A sandwich would do.

But before that, I had to speak to Felix. I took a moment for myself in the kitchen. Drank some water, did a deep breathing exercise I had learned from my mom, earlier. I made a mind-map of how I wanted the conversation to go, and formed my speech in my head, then set off to find Felix.

Chances were that he was in his room, so I made my way up there. The door was locked from the inside, and I knocked quietly. He took a second to open up. For a second, I forgot to breathe. As he stood behind the door, I suddenly was very aware of the proximity between us.

He stepped back and turned his back toward me, walking toward his bed. “Do you need something, Ms. White?”

“I-“ I began, and Felix turned around. He stared at me, his face blank.

“Felix,” My voice was a whisper. I looked up at him, searching his eyes for any emotion. There was none. My mouth suddenly felt very dry.

“Don’t you,” I gulped, “Don’t you remember me?”

“I’m not sure I understand.” His voice was flat. I hated that. Hated this.

“I’m sorry.” I told him earnestly. “Felix. I’m sorry.”

“Ms. White,” He cleared his throat, “I don’t know why you think you need to apologize to me.”

“You won’t even say my name.” I let out, my eyes narrowing at him. It wasn’t accusatory, only pained. “Do you hate me so much?”

“I have no reason to hate you, Ms. White.” He started walking toward his door, opening it, gesturing for me to leave. “I believe its past your working hours.”

I stayed put in my place, staring at him. He stared right back at me. He had refused to look at me before, but now he held my gaze firmly, daring me to challenge him.