The Rockstar and His Fangirl by Marian Tee

Author:Marian Tee [Tee, Marian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jaded Speck Publishing
Published: 2014-11-19T05:00:00+00:00

~ Five ~

“Saffi?” He entered their private cabin. All the lights had been switched off and his wife was lying on her side, as close to the wall as possible.

She didn’t answer.

He knew she was pretending to be asleep, but instead of calling her out about it, he decided to let it be. It was safer this way. He lay on his side of the bed, careful not to touch her. With each second that passed, the distance between them seemed to widen.

Should he tell her? Should he be the first one to say it? Staffan closed his eyes. Tomorrow, he decided tiredly. If she still hadn’t realized the truth by tomorrow, he would tell her.

****

Saffi knew the exact moment her husband fell asleep, knew from the way his body turned heavy and made the bed dip low, knew from the way his breathing evened out.

The moment he fell asleep, she allowed the tears to fall.

While waiting for him to come back, she had made a bet with herself. If Staffan had wooed her like he always did in the past, if he had tried to explain what had happened, she would take it as a sign that she could and should fight for her marriage.

But if he didn’t—

And he hadn’t—

More tears fell, but she didn’t close her eyes. She didn’t want to sleep because she feared what tomorrow meant.

****

When Staffan woke up, it was to find his wife gone from his side. His chest constricted at the sight, but he told himself he had nothing to worry about. He had made his decision last night, and whatever the consequences were, he would stick to it.

This stupid goddamn thing between them had gone on long enough. It was time to put things to rights, to make them go back to normal. He didn’t think he could last a day longer anyway. He missed her, missed Saffi so much she was all he could think about.

After showering, he headed to the observation car to search for his wife. He was oblivious to the stunningly picturesque landscape outside the windows he walked past. Their beauty meant nothing to him if he was not with his beloved fangirl.

Unfortunately, finding her was easier said than done. She was not in the observation car, was not in the clinic – thank God – and was not in their room. Where the fuck could she be?

She always liked talking to strangers, Staffan thought uneasily. She was so incurably innocent and friendly. What if there was a serial killer in their midst and he had managed to lure Saffi away from prying eyes?

He called her phone, but she didn’t answer. He called her again and again, but still it only rang without ever being picked up.

He stalked towards the car at the end of the train, a nightclub that Staffan knew also doubled as a place for passengers to flirt and make out.

Inside the dimly lit car, he spotted her right away, her beige, nearly-transparent dress and ivory skin making her glow in the dark like a porcelain goddess.

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