Professor F

Chapter 70

The girl in blue turned to face them and this time, she finally lets go of Flynn's arm to hug and greet

Emilia.

Flynn then walked towards August. "Sorry. Got caught up with my cousins."

She nodded. "Who is she?" She asked under her breath.

"Ah—" Flynn looked at the girl. "That's Eunice, Emilia's Aunt."

"Not your cousin?"

"She's from Emily's side."

"You seem close." She can't help herself voicing out her thoughts.

Flynn pulls her by the waist. "She's a family friend."

She kept quiet. The girl then stands up carrying Emilia and walked towards them. "Hi!"

"Eunice, this is my girlfriend—Augustine." Flynn introduced her. "August, this is Eunice."

She noticed how Eunice frowned before smiling at her. She's obviously not happy to meet her. She

offered her hand for a handshake when she only looked at her. "Sorry, my hands are full."

She pulled her hand, embarrassed. "T—That's okay."

"I'll see you tonight at the Royal banquet." She said and left.

She sighed as she watched her leave. Flynn placed his arm around her shoulders and cleared his

throat. "Don't mind her."

She kept quiet and smiled at Flynn. But she can't help feeling bad and jealous because of what she

saw earlier. They seem to have shared more than friendship.

She looked at Flynn while he drinks from his glass of champagne.

Is he keeping something from me? Or is it just me?

••••••

It's past ten o'clock, more than an hour before Christmas when Flynn knocked on her door. "August?"

"Come in." She said before the door opened. Flynn came in wearing his crisp black suit over his black

turtleneck and oxfords, looking so classy and handsome.

His eyes sparkled looking at her appearance. She's wearing a black long sleeve dress and stilettos.

"You look stunning."

She smiled. "I thought I was cute."

"Oh, that was earlier. Tonight's different."

"Let's go?"

Flynn extended his arm and she holds onto it as they left for the Royal banquet to be held in their

dining hall.

It's a large hall with well maintained castle-like stones and angel statues, decorated with Christmas

lights and flowers. The table is set for more than twenty people. Most of them are Royalties who

attended the birthday party earlier that day.

According to Flynn, it's been their tradition to celebrate his niece's birthday, then gather for a Royal

banquet to celebrate Christmas with the Royal family.

They were about to go to their seats when Flynn remembered something. "I'm sorry. I forgot

something." He started to step away.

"What is it?"

He continued to walk away, fast-paced. "I'll be quick. Just stay right there."

She sighed and stood next to the entrance of the hall while the family members started to get inside.

Stella and Morgan asked her to come with them but she told them she's waiting for Flynn.

The banquet is about to start and Flynn is still not around. She decided to go look for him. She walked

out of the hall and went to the stairs going up to their floor when she heard Flynn's voice whispering, as

if trying to talk to someone in secret.

She stepped back and hides herself behind a statue of an angel holding an arrow as she listened to

their conversation.

"I have a girlfriend now, Eunice."

She gasped and covered her mouth with her hands.

"I don't care. I can keep it between us." Eunice answered firmly. "We can start from where we left off—I

mean, from that day Phoebe cheated on you. You know, I've been patiently waiting."

August couldn't help herself, she leaned and watched them. She saw Eunice kissing Flynn, her arms

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She felt that painful lump on her throat as her eyes shake in tears. Her knees went weak and

accidentally breaks the arrow when she tried to lean on it.

She heard some footsteps that she started to panic. Her tears fell from her eyes as she walked down

the stairs. She heard Flynn calling her name. "August! Wait! Augustine!"

She walked out of the ancestral house, not knowing where to go and feeling cold.

It's almost Christmas!

She was crying when walking on the streets after passing through the gate. The guard was confused

but didn't go after her. She heard Flynn calling her name.

"Augustine! Stop!"

She hailed a cab and went inside. "Drive!" She told the driver and cried until she found herself standing

alone in a park with trees decorated with Christmas lights and remembered she used to go here with

her parents when she was younger.

She looked up watching the lights turned blurry because of her tears. She hugged herself as the cold

breeze started to sting on her skin.

She didn't know how long she's been standing in the cold night. She feels numb all over her body

except her heart that is in so much pain she can hardly breathe. She sniffed remembering what she

saw earlier and her tears continued to flow on her cheeks. She wiped her tears when she felt a coat

placed over her shoulders and looking on the ground, she knows who it was recognizing those familiar

expensive oxford shoes.

"August—" His voice weak as he called her name.

She cries quietly remembering how she used to celebrate Christmas with her parents—happy smiles

and opening gifts under the Christmas tree, simple dinner and hot chocolate while wearing same

sweaters and socks.

And it was all ruined by this Christmas.

She felt Flynn placing his hand behind her head and pulls her to his chest. "Let me explain. It's not

what you think it is."

She cried and again remembering Eunice kissing him, his hands on her hips and not even pulling

away. How could that be different from what I think?

"Flynn—" She pulls away from him.

"Let's go back. It's cold."

"I won't go back. I can't. If you could just send my things at the airport tonight. I want to go home—"

His voice broke as he sniffed. "N—No. August—"

"I want to break up.”