My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Yesseca suddenly thought of what had happened in Nashaland.

Tremaine had saved her.

He'd climbed up the tree with her so that she wasn't attacked by the wild beast. Yesseca wondered why was she so hung up over the camera in her bedroom.

And Tremaine had installed the camera for her sake.

For her safety.

And she'd misunderstood him the entire time.

How could she be so stupid?!

How could she be so silly?!

Tremaine was right. She was really silly, a silly air head!

Yesseca did not head back to work that afternoon.

She wanted to find someone to talk.

She really, really, wanted to.

She thought of Preslie.

Since Preslie wasn't working, she figured she could drop by her house.

Yesseca called Preslie.

Little did Preslie expect that Yesseca would want to come by her house.

But she still gave her address to Yesseca.

Yesseca took a taxi to Preslie's house.

It was an old neighbourhood.

Preslie lived on the first floor.

After knocking on the door, a beautiful young girl opened it.

The girl's eyes looked somewhat like Preslie's.

But she was obviously more beautiful and slimmer compared to Preslie.

Some were born slim, but looking gorgeous required effort. Yesseca figured if Preslie dressed herself up, she would probably be as pretty as the girl standing in front of her now.

The girl was stunned to see Yesseca.

Yesseca immediately said, "Hello, I'm looking for Preslie."

The girl replied with an "oh".

She raised her voice, "Fatty, someone's here for you."

Yesseca was speechless.

Preslie came over.

There was a flash of surprise in her eyes when she saw Yesseca. Preslie took Yesseca's hand and walked them both into her bedroom.

Yesseca caught herself in surprise when she was in Preslie's bedroom.

Her bedroom was so small that it could only fit nothing else but a bed. It was obvious that Preslie's bedroom wasn't a bedroom, but a small remodeled study room. Previously, when Yesseca had come over to Preslie's house, she'd thought her house seemed spacious. Logically speaking, Preslie shouldn't be staying in such a small space.

Yesseca couldn't help but ask, "Preslie, why is your room so small?"

Preslie said, "The bigger room is for my sister. She has lots of clothes and make up so she needs more space."

Yesseca thought of the girl who'd opened the door for her.

The girl that called Preslie a fatty.

She could not help it as she said, repulsed, "She's your sister. How could she call you a fatty? That's just rude."

Even if her brother had been fat, Yesseca would never call her brother a fatty.

Preslie curled her lips and said, "She is slim and skinny. She's been calling me a fatty ever since we were little."

Saying that, Preslie looked slightly downcast, "Let's forget about her. Why are you here, Yesseca? Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"I don't feel like going to work all of a sudden."

"Oh, what's the matter?" asked Preslie.

Yesseca didn't know how to explain.

After thinking for a long time, she said, "Do you think there are more good or bad people in the world?"

Preslie replied without hesitation. "Of course, there are more good people."

"Why?"

Preslie looked around, "There are many bad people too. I was bullied since I was little because of my

figure. I look better now, but I was fatter and bigger back when I was in school. Boys will throw small-stones

I

at me, and girls said I would get

married. They were horrible people,

but,"

Preslie let out a long sigh, "But I still think that there are more good people in the world, because I am a good person. I believe that there are more people like me in the world, so there are still a lot of good people in the world." "But Preslie, you also said that the human heart is terrifying," Yesseca muttered.

Preslie smiled and said, "The human

heart is terrifying, but it's a matter of perspective. Though the human heart may be scary, but I'm still willing to trust people. I can't just assume that everyone in this world is bad just because of my bad experiences right? I still view the world optimistically, though the world may not be kind to me. Now, have you heard this saying before?"

"What saying?"

Preslie stood up and shook her head, "The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return in songs." Yesseca was dumbfounded.

Then she repeated, "The world has kissed my soul with its pain, asking for its return in songs.".

Preslie nodded hard and said, "I tried to lose weight until the doctor told me that I shouldn't lose weight anymore. I cried at home everyday back then. I thought God was being unfair to me. It was fine that I was ridiculed for being fat, but God hadn't given me the opportunity to lose weight. After that, I stumbled across this saying. It was like a wake up call. I told myself that God may be unfair to me, but I'll still live everyday to the fullest."

Preslie gave Yesseca a brilliant smile. "This is why you always see me smiling now. Who cares if I'm fat? My fat helps to keep me warm. I have something that you skinny girls don't have." Yesseca felt the atmosphere turning warmer as Preslie brightened the place with her smile.

She was clearly standing in Preslie's room yet she felt as if she was basking under warm sunlight, sunshine radiating all over Preslie.

Yesseca knew.

Finding Preslie had been the right thing to do.

Yesseca then bid Preslie farewell.

She went to the orphanage and nursing home.

She saw many volunteers there.

At the nursing home, some of the volunteers were giving the elderly haircuts, some were feeding them fruits.

At the orphanage, the volunteers spent time playing with the children and read storybooks to them.

Yesseca's heart warmed.

Preslie was right.

There were still many good people in this world.

She was also a good person.

Preslie was also a good person.

None of them were hiding behind facades. Whatever life brought, they would face it with rawness and authenticity. Yesseca wondered why she'd thought that the world was full of bad people. When Yesseca was about to go home, she received a call from Selina.

Selina told her, "It almost slipped my mind to tell you, Yesseca. I'll pick you up tomorrow. Don't eat any breakfast. I know a place that serves really good breakfast. I'll bring you there." Selina's voice was sweet and filled with warmth.

Yesseca's heart was roaring with emotion.

The human heart was terrifying.

But human nature was also radiant.

Tremaine hadn't peeped at her.

He'd just wanted to help her.

Sometimes some things were not what it seemed.

What more, if heard from someone else?

Yesseca nodded her head hard, "Alright, let's have breakfast together."

Saying that, Yesseca suddenly felt relieved.

An indescribable feeling of relief.

Because it had been a long time since she'd felt so close to Selina.

Before returning home, Yesseca bought herself a cup of coffee.

It had been Lothar's favorite coffee shop when he was alive.

When she got home, she finished the drink and cooked some noodles for herself.

Essie came after Yesseca had finished her dinner.

And she came prepared with a disguise as usual.

Yesseca had thought Essie was just avoiding Matthew. But now, she was thinking otherwise.