Only You by Medrin ADC (top 5 ebook reader .TXT) 📕

“Lady Evelyn please be careful!” shouted by Martin

“Don’t be silly Martin. I’m just riding Raven.” I smirked at him. I gently rubbed Raven my horse to calm him.

“But my lady, we both know if you get hurt Madam Lizzy will scowl at us.” He said worried

Then I realized he was right. He will be scolded again by grandma poor Martin. Last time he was scolded by grandma because of me, I was injured because of driving reckless. ”Sorry Martin I don’t mean to harm you again.” I said mortified.

“I know that my lady. You were just enjoying your youth. I understand you.” He said with compassion

I nod and smiled at him. I stepped down to Raven and landed into a grassy field. I gazed at the view and it was lovely. It was a sunset night is coming in a short minute.

“Let’s go home lady Evelyn.” Said Martin

“Please… let us finish the sunset. It’s beautiful” I said while staring at the sun.

He nod and waited. As the sun came down he accompanied me back to the castle. He hold Raven’s rope until we reached the stable.

“Martin I go ahead. Please take care Raven.” I said

He nod and smiled.

“Raven, be a good boy okay. I will see you tomorrow together with your doctor.”  I said cheerfully. Raven made a sound, he told me his farewell. I waved at them and leaved. When I reached the castled I saw grandma fuming. Perhaps I must run away but in the end she would found me and scolded me.

“Where were you?” she asked furious

“Am… I was with Raven and we take a ride in the grass field.” I whispered

“You should ask permission. I was worried because of you.” She said

I nod at her and ashamed with myself. She enfolded me in her arms telling me she forgave me already. That’s why I love grandma so much, she understood me well. Even I’m naughty still she forgave me ‘which I appreciated it.

“Come on dinner is waiting for us.” She told me

I smiled at her and nod. We walked together and proceeded in the dining area. As we reached it foods were already prepared. We sat on and I saw Martin standing behind us. We ate quietly. When we were finished I said my good night to Martin and grandma. She allowed me to go to my chambers. I was tired and shattered because of traveling with Raven. I changed my clothes into a satin night dress. I rested down on bed and I glanced at the calendar. Next week will be my third art exhibit and book signing. Yes I am an author and painter. In college I got the course BS Liberal Arts and I graduated as valedictorian lucky for me. My 2 exhibits were done last year in spring and winter. It was successful and I earned lots of cash from it, while my books were also good. My first book was sold out within the country now the second book was released and the third one was in worked. I didn’t notice I fell into a deep sleep.

“Good morning my dear.” Greeted grandma

“Morning grandma.” I said while my eyes were still closed.

“Dear, wake up breakfast is ready in few minutes. We will be eating in the garden.” She said and leaved

I woke up and yawned. I glanced at the window and saw the sun. It was bright and mesmerizing. 6 years of living here in England many things have changed even my career flourished. I stood up and changed. I combed my hair and tied it into a ponytail. When I was ready I went downstairs and proceeded in the garden. I saw grandma sipping her tea while Martin was behind her.

“Good morning lady Evelyn.” He greeted

“Good morning Martin.” I said. I kissed grandma’s cheeks as a greeting.

Martin served me oatmeal with strawberries and blueberries together with my milk.

“Thank you Martin.” I said cheerfully

“Grandma, Doctor Black will be here.” I said

“Why?” she questioned

“For Raven, I wanted to know if he is in good condition.” I continued eating

“Very well… You could ask her for lunch since she is your close friend right Martin?” She said and smiled

“Of course Madam.” He said graciously

I smirked at Martin and grandma and continue eating. Martin’s oatmeal was really the best well luckily I still stayed in shape even I ate like a horse. When I lived here I learned how to eat many all the foods prepared by Martin were really delicious. After that conversation we the atmosphere was quiet.

>>11’o clock in the morning>>

“Raven is in good health as the usual.” Doc. Black said

“Thank you Clarissa as always.” I said

“Oh by the way grandma was inviting you for lunch.” I added

“Really?” she questioned. We both giggled. Clarissa Black 27 year’s old woman happily married. As I defined her she was tan with blue eyes and strawberry blonde hair, very conservative and beautiful. I met her when my first book signing happened she told me she was my huge supporter. She portrayed my book as an inspirational one full of excitement, emotions but more importantly lessons.

We travelled to the dining hall and were just right in time. I kissed grandma’s cheek as a greeting. When she saw Clarissa she gavel a quick hugged as a greeting.

“How are you auntie?” Clarissa asked politely

“I’m fine. How about you?” replied by grandma

“Never been better.” She said

We sat down and ate. Martin was behind me when I glanced at him I gave a satisfying smile for the foods and he nod.

“Evelyn, are you joining us in the banquet next week?” asked Clarissa

“Thank you for reminding me Clarissa. I’ve almost forgot to tell her.” Said grandma

“If you will join us my dear you will be accompanied by William Louis de Vergua” she added

“Unfortunately grandma on that week I will have my art exhibit and book signing,” I said sadly

“I understand. “ She said and gave a tight smile.

I nod we ate while our conversation was about our careers and success. Until, Clarissa opened up the topic about relationships.

“You Evelyn are you still single?” she smirked

 Is she smirking at me? She was being childish again. “Yes I am” I said arrogantly.

She chuckled and continued. “Your 23, you should have a man in your life” she said

“I cannot find the right man for me…” I teased

“I’ll help you what can you say auntie.” She sipped her soup

“I think you must besides she’s old enough to be married.” grandma said

All of us laughed. Well yes I’m old enough to be married. When we finished, Clarissa said her farewell to us. “Thank you for the lunch everyone.” embracing me and grandma. We smiled at her and she left.

>>AFTERNOON>>

I was in my art gallery creating another piece of art. Critics told me, my art works were very emotional and they were mesmerized. I was the youngest in my generation to attract critics and they commented I was the best in my age. They asked me who was my inspiration to all my artworks but I couldn’t say it. I didn’t notice grandma entered the room. I smiled at her and waiting for her to say something.

“Dear, are you still in forlorn?” she asked

Whoa! That was a blow. I stared at her curiously.

“What I meant was, are you still in love with him?” she renounced her question.

I never thought she was going to ask that. All these years I tried to forget about this and in just minute everything will came back. When she saw my uneasiness she cuddled me and she tried to soothe me.

“Forget my ridiculous question Evelyn.” She apologized

Before I knew it tears were falling in my eyes. I knew in my heart all these years I’m still with him. I loved him dearly and I knew I missed him so much. If there is one thing I regretted to do was hurting him.

“Yes grandma. I do love him” I said

“Oh dear.” She said worriedly

I continue to weep until I wanted to stop. Yes I’m successful but still I’m tormented with my past I couldn’t forgot it. He will be still in my heart as reflected to my works.

This is it! My third exhibit here in England. I was wearing a simple cream dress with matching shoes. I remembered this morning grandma and Martin praised me.

>>FLASHBACK>>

“You look gorgeous dear. Right Martin?” grandma said

“Yes indeed. I praise you lady Evelyn.” He acknowledged

“Thank you for the both of you. It’s my first day. I need to go now.” I said cheerfully. I kissed grandma’s cheek and told her my farewell. She waved her hand while Martin accompanied me in the car.

 I checked the place before the opening time all were cleared and perfect. The paintings were arranged by its emotion and message. Most of my works are abstract but ironically you could easily identify the message being told. We started with the ribbon cutting as the usual press in the prominent newspapers and magazines are here, well- known critics and some of my batch mates in college.

As I travelled around I saw bunch of people admiring one of my work. I heard there praises some said this was the most stunning piece others said it was the most emotional piece. To be franked it didn’t matters if they were good or not because I only wanted to show my insights by my feelings. One of the reporters approached me. “Ms. Austen we would be happy for an interview.” She said

“No problem. I would be delighted.” I smiled at her. The way I examined her she looked new to this industry. She came from British Daily Journal one of the most prestigious newspaper in the country luckily for her.

“First question, based on the critics review to whom you thank your success?” she asked

Same question as before. Well I needed to answer. “Well to be frank its 75-25 percent. 25 for my family and friends, they were the ones who supported me at the end and they give advices or suggestions. While 75 was for me I was the one who decide about it. I give all my time and hard work for each artworks and I based all to my experiences.” I said then I smiled

“Ms. Austen what will you like to tell your supporters about your works? Give us some insights.” She requested

“Well