Sir Cacao Point of View

"Huh?" I looked at her suspiciously.

How come –

How can she answer it wrong! Impossible!

Drizzle's talent in proverbs and idioms is only a little less than my perfection in love. Heck, Drizzle can also be said as strong competitor to William Shakespeare.

Her command on them and the way use them is that strong but still natural!

"What an intelligent girl." The lady who asked the question smiled and clapped her hands but to anyone who knows the correct answer, they can tell that she was actually mocking Drizzle.

Something is definitely wrong. No, it feels like everything is going wrong.

I turned to Anete and she was only sitting there with an angry face. She is truly very angry.

"I will ask the second one," A young man from table one raised his hand excitedly and looked at the very delighted Talia.

Wait, it can't be that Talia really thinks her answer was right, right?

In the whole bunch of letters I received from Drizzle, she used common idioms and proverbs repeatedly for so many times that I definitely know that the previous proverb that Talia answered wrong was one of them she used a few times and that too correctly.

"This is an easy one miss, 'When the going gets tough; _____'" The young man left the second part to be answered by Talia.

Indeed, this is a very simple one but looking at Talia, I can tell that she is sweating profusely.

" Umm, When the going gets tough; you should persist?" The moment she completed, I finally realized what exactly was wrong.

I have been having my doubts.

I have been feeling fishy every now and then.

I have always ignored those subtle obvious hints that the reality provided me with.

"You are not Choco Drizzle." I stated. It was not a question but a declaration.

"W-what?" Talia went pale and was also sweating buckets. One look at her, anyone can tell that she got caught in something illegal.

She looked that terrified.

"I'm a simple person who doesn't know how to keep secrets and lie to people. You are not Choco Drizzle, aren't you?" Even though I asked, I now know that she is indeed a fake one.

I rarely get this serious and angry; especially towards a fairer gender. I'm not angry because she posed as my pen friend, I was rather angry because this act of hers has created a puncture in my relationship with Anete.

Anete is my girlfriend, the woman I love and the woman who holds the main veins of my heart. Although I only planned to meet Drizzle to make everything clear to her and cut the only thread of pen-friendship between us, now looking at how this girl is not the real one, I felt sad, disappointed and angry.

"I am Choco Drizzle. Sir Cacao, stop joking." Talia laughed out nervously and tried to brush off my suspicion.

But my doubt is no longer a doubt anymore. It has become a loud slap of fact to me.

"Alright," I did not care if I was in a public place and all the attention was on me, I proceeded forward with my little interrogation. "Then tell me, what was the third wish in Choco Drizzle's bucket list." I pinned her with a serious stare.

Anete, who was sitting on the table beside mine did not react at all to all the drama taking place.

How many times, how many times did she say that there was something wrong with Talia! Only now did I understand why exactly is she really angry about.

She is not enraged because I was meeting Drizzle, she was actually furious because despite Talia's attempts to seduce me, provoke Anete and also the reason that there was something wrong with her, Anete was pissed because I was still being a gentleman and polite with a wrong person.

She was also angry because I did not believe her when she said Talia was fishy.

I was being single minded with Choco Drizzle's matter. Just because Talia gave out a few apt hints of Drizzle and said she was an authentic one, I just believed her.

Shame! Shame on her!

"What are you asking, Sir Cacao? Didn't you... don't you remember the list? The third wish in the list was – umm –" Clearly her mouth must have lost the support system called saliva and went into desert mode.

Good, now please answer.

"Yes. Say it." I encouraged.

"Of course, will I not remember my own wish list? The third wish was to have a mountain cabin surrounded by nature." Talia said with a confident smile.

"What is Drizzle's favorite dish made of salmon?"

"Steak, of course."

"Drizzle's favorite sport?"

"Soccer."

"The day Drizzle remembers the most."

"The day when I came to know about you." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

I need to control myself.

I need to control the break that my heart gave.

After opening my eyes a minute later, I looked at her and smiled, "You know, I'm actually relieved."

The already overwhelming silence around me deafened even more. Hearing me Talia grinned widely and thre a small glance at Anete.

From my peripheral view, I saw Anete sitting there in a very relaxed manner and drinking her wine so gracefully and unhurriedly.

"See, I told you I am –" Before Talia could complete what she was saying, I stood up from my chair and walked to Anete.

She did not even look at me.

I bent down and took hold of arm, pulling her to stand up. Her bag that was sitting on the table, I took it and with a small salute to the grinning Rafael Bernal, I took Anete out with me. Thankfully, Anete did not put up a fight and just followed me even though she was quite angry.

All the while, Talia and everyone were just looking at me puzzled so just when we were at the door, I turned around and looked straight at Talia.

Her jaw was hanging down as she looked at me with many doubts so I decided to solve them for her.

"Miss Talia, do not show me your face again. I am a person who respect women a lot and I was taught to so too but that doesn't mean I shall let you continue your farce. I don't know why you lied to me that you were Choco Drizzle and frankly speaking, I don't care. However, my patience and respect has a bottom line too. I hope you do not take this farce to someone else and cause trouble. This is the last time I should see your face." I turned around and walked towards the door.

While I was walking out of the door, I shouted back without turning, "Your answers are all wrong, by the way."

There is no need to give anymore explanation.

The valet got my car, I opened the car door for Anete and she quietly got in. I thanked heavens for this and got in the vehicle myself.

Instead starting the vehicle and driving, I sat in my seat silently. Anete did not look at me and I did not look at her.

Both in our own thoughts just sat there, beside each other.

"I was planning to ask her not to contact me anymore but it all turned out –" I trailed off.

She did not say anything.

"Actually, no matter if she was real one or fake, I really wanted to cut off those feeble ties too. Whoever thought she made it easy for me." I talked again and turned to Anete a little.

As a love guru, I know full well that her anger is justified. After what happened this evening, it is more than just justified.

Although there is no mistake of mine in this whole matter, I'm still a sinner.

"Butter Tart, see, I know I was wrong please punish me instead rather than not talking to me." For a moment there, I thought she would ignore me.

"Then tell me what your mistake is?" She slowly turned to me and asked a little gravely.

"I should've just shut her off though a call or text rather than going out on a dinner."

"And?"

"When you said something was fishy with that girl, I should've at least tried to look at the issue from your point of view."

"And?"

There is still more?

I only thought I have only two mistakes in my account?

Now what else is there to say? What if I say something that was not on her list of my offenses?

I briefly glanced at her, secretly, and noticed that she was waiting for me to talk. However, from my expert vision, I can tell her facial features are not as grave as before.

Then...

"I am a sinner." I accepted humbly.

"And?"

There is still an 'And'?

What should I say now?

"Because I was innocent, I am a sinner." I said mindlessly but full of meaning.

Anete, this time, only raised a brow at me; arrogantly which was such a turn on!

"Because I was being a good person, I was a sinner."

"Really?" She asked in astonishment. A feigned astonishment!

"Yes, really! Because I was a simple minded person, I am a sinner. Because I thought of solving this whole matter without getting you involved, I am a sinner. Because I made you sad despite of my true involvement in it, I am a sinner and because I am a man and your man, because girlfriend and wife is always right, I am a sinner."

"I am indeed a sinner!"

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Finally one part of the truth is out. Talia is not Choco Drizzle.

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