Turning Of the Tide by Diana Sander

Chapter 379

It was 11 o’clock in the morning.

The sun cast its brilliant light upon Sapphire City, scorching everything in its path, mirroring the fiery heat that consumed.

Frank’s heart.

His car was parked at the entrance of the estate. Instead of entering, he dialed Ava’s number. He rested his head against the car seat, gazing skyward at the expanse adorned with a sun ablaze in fiery red.

Swiftly. Ava’s cheerful voice answered the call “Frank,” she said, “Are you awake?”

Her voice infused him with an unexplainable joy. Frank’s lips curved slightly as he responded, “Where are you going today?”

Ava’s tone held a touch of despair. With Alex on vacation and unable to visit Athana, time was constrained, and her words were tinged with resignation. “Reading at home and painting. There’s nowhere to go, she replied dejectedly.

In reality, her disappointment stemmed from not having a companion. She believed engaging with someone of vastly different perspectives would lead to mundane conversations. Coordinating activities with them would also be draining; she opted not to squander her time

Misaligned viewpoints gave rise to a lack of common ground – that’s what it boiled down to. They would never be on the same page.

Naturally, Frank discerned traces of disillusionment and languor in her words. “Come on out, he urged.

“Huh? What?” Ava, on the other end, queried in confusion.

Frank chuckled and said, “I am outside your residence. Get the driver to send you out. Let’s hang out for a while today”

The young girl seemed perplexed. Silence lingered on the line momentarily, and then Ava regained her bearings with a surprised tone. Her voice increased, and she asked, “Frank, are you outside? In Sapphire City? When did you arrive?”

Ava asked questions, but Frank did not find it bothersome. Her words tickled his heart, leaving it as light as a feather. He urged. “Step out, and I’ll explain.”

“Of course, I’m on my way. Stay on the line. I’ll put you on speaker. I’m dressed, and I will have to do my makeup. Wait for me. Ava responded, her words flowing without intent to end the call.

Frank did not disconnect either, and he agreed, saying, “Sure.”

Ava hurried to the bathroom, beginning her makeup routine. Gazing at her reflection, she realized her chosen attire was ideal for a date. Yet, facing a drawer overflowing with lipsticks, she wavered. She murmured to herself, “Which color should I opt for? Peach pink, cherry pink, subtle orange, apricot, or carrot?” 1

The abundance of lipstick choices ignited the struggle to decide.

Sometimes, an excess of options was not necessarily beneficial as it complicated the decision-making process.

Frank resolved her dilemma, albeit unsure himself. “Subtle orange,’ he suggested.

of that shade too. Now, should I wear sandals or sneakers? I’m wearing a dress today,”

I’ll take you rock climbing and archery,

and exciting activities were typical to Ava’s liking; they should captivate her. Her delight already radiated through the phone.

into sportswear,” Ava replied, urgency colored

unperturbed. The rest of his day

gate swung open. A Bugatti emerged, coasting

figure disembarked, clad in a sleeveless black and white striped top, white high-waisted shorts, and a beige decorative belt cinching her waist. Her cascading curly hair framed her face, and on her wrist gleamed the bracelet he had gifted her, its sparkle dancing

providing shelter from the warm sun. On the feet, a pair of small

her, Frank could not help but sigh inwardly. It appeared fitting for

hands found rest at his waist, and she looked

gazes once more, adhering to an unspoken rule – if it was not meant to be seen, they looked away. The driver of the Bugatti immediately turned the car around and headed back to the estate.

Ava’s face, and she inquired, “How did

not promise to come see

on Frank’s lips, not once

the back of her head, and the freshly applied lipstick immediately transferred to his lips. A sweet fragrance

the kiss concluded, her breathing slightly heavier. She

Frank replied lovingly. Ava had become adept at deciphering this automatic response – “Mm” meant “yes.

two established their itinerary: they would start with rock climbing, followed by

wife. Her prolonged detachment from

cover the expenses. She could indulge herself. Holding her phone,

her hands, she began scrolling through her friends’ posts. In the process, she came across Ava’s post. The

captured

seemed Frank had meticulously planned their trip to Sapphire City, which explained why he had gone without her. As she thought about this. Rose sighed in resignation.

glanced up,

was seated next to them, puckered her lips and said, “You are nursing a heartache,

head and questioned, “Sherri, I have not even been in a relationship.

Tell me, why is this beauty heartbroken?

her role as an actress and dramatically replied, “Cranky Franky

at a loss for

fancy characters’ play. It is rather absurd.” Sherri

reason behind her sigh. In a sad voice, she said, “It’s just that Cranky Franky had promised to take me to Sapphire City

post. However, Cranky Franky felt remorse for

tilted proudly as she spoke, clearly fond of her brother’s straightforward and

Natalie reviewed their essence. Frank hai journeyed to Sapphire City in search

apart for nearly a month and clearly needed this

to Artroyland the next day. She promptly messaged her brother, Edward, [Edward, are you