What If I Chose You Over Eternity? Part 3:
It had been a few weeks since Wendy had first gone to her new favourite café- a place that won her heart not by its coffee, pastries, or décor, but by the man who became the object of her fascination. An object of her fascination named Peter Pan. A name that went with his pale, clear, honest blue eyes, his messy, blond hair, and his handsome, yet boyish look.
She went to the café often much to her family's delight as Wendy used any excuse to go see him... which included going to the café with Daniel T. Laurie. However today was a day which she would go alone to observe Mr. Peter Pan. She tried gather information about him because he fascinated her mind in numerous ways.
It hadn't taken much digging as she thought it would to learn it... at least the basic information. Peter Pan proved himself to be quite the enigma. He worked full time at the café as one of the most successful barista and it wasn't a shock to discover that many other young ladies had taken a fancy on him too. She noticed how many girls flashed their innocent, coy smiles and batted their long lashes while giggling childishly.
Most men would have enjoyed such lavish attention and behave boisterously, but evidently that wasn't the case for Mr. Peter Pan. He remained aloof from the ladies' flirtatious invitations, just polite as a worker. However he was much different to the young children. He showed kindness and gentleness. He even flashed his magical smiles as he sometimes played with them.
But most of all she loved listening to him play his wooden flute for the children as everything in the room always fell into a deep silent. Everyone fell into a trance as his songs pulled their heartstrings and their fondest memories as a child... and it helped her remember her distant childhood.
But his reaction to her? There was never a clear signal on how he felt about her. Peter would at least respond to other women when they talked to him. When she tried talking to him, he fell silent and merely nodded in response despite his first, direct greeting. Recently when he stared at her, it made her shiver because his eyes would turn frosty and cold. The worst part was that she didn't know why he treated her this way.
Wendy stepped into the café and it was very much spacious as it was midafternoon. There were no other customers and he was missing. Instead she found a black leathery book on the counter and when she walked there and picked up the book, it had no title to the cover. She gently treaded her fingers down its spine and couldn't deny her weakness for books.
She sat at the counter and slowly opened the book out of pure curiosity. To her mild surprise, she read a very messily, large written scribble that wrote Peter Pan.
Wendy looked around and felt like a mischievous child as she knew that it was right of her to read any further... but she dared to continue. Her fingers gently turned the page which unlocked his inner secrets that were carefully noted on the lined parchment papers.
Wendy Darling, why did she forget about me? I want her to notice me and take my hands as she used to. Why are we strangers when our love is strong? Why is she carrying on without me?
Every time I try to fly, I fall without my wings and it makes me feel so small. I know that I need her because every time I sleep, I see her face and it's haunting me. I know that I need her, but does she need me?
Because I make believe that she is here next to me. It's the only way that I see clear. What wrong have I ever done for she seems to be moving on so easily. And I pray at night that she will remember me for I've chosen her over eternity.
And Wendy onto her breath as a larger hand engulfed hers and when she looked up, she could gaze into Peter's sorrowfully pained eyes.
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