She hadn’t got around to explaining that Jake wasn’t the one she loved anymore. Of course, Demetri had more or less admitted to having some sort of fling or affair with the woman she’d seen him with last night. She couldn’t let it ruin her life. He didn’t really want her. It was her who had wanted him.
Once inside the bungalow, she looked around her and came to a conclusion that would make her forget Demetri once and for all. She would go back to England and try to make a life for herself. It wasn’t what she really wanted, but staying in Cyprus would remind her of the times she’d spent with him. It would be too painful to see him with other women. She couldn’t face that.
She had a return ticket that would come in use now and the quicker she went the better. She would, also, find it hard to tell Marina why she was leaving. She knew it would be difficult to explain the details to her over the telephone, so she decided to write instead. She’d tell her more clearly and fully what had happened between Demetri and herself. Thinking about it, there wasn’t much to tell and knew she could just say that they decided not to marry. This sounded better and easier to do.
She packed some things and then remembered she would have to telephone the airport to reconfirm her flight details. She was told she had to give seventy-two hours before she could return home. She couldn’t stay here any longer. She had to leave on a flight tonight or somehow get away from here. Then the thought came to her. She could stay somewhere else until then. Perhaps, a hotel near the airport. She asked if there were any hotels close by and was told of two.
She made arrangements by telephone and got a room at a small hotel. It didn’t cost too much either, but she still had a little money left over from her savings. She could check in at noon, which gave her plenty of time to pack and write a letter to Marina.
Phillipa found it hard when she sat down to write Marina’s letter. She decided to tell the truth about how Demetri had found someone else and that she couldn’t bare the thought of staying in Cyprus any longer. She was in love with him still, which made matters worse. She just wished she didn’t have so many emotional feelings for him.
Packing her things was easier than she thought. She didn’t have that much except for a few souvenirs that she had bought a while ago, which she felt tempted to leave behind, but knew in the end that she couldn’t.
Packing her case had taken up a lot of her time, but she had still had another few hours to go before she could check-in to the hotel near the airport. She picked up the envelope for Marina and put it in her handbag, so she would post it to her home address. She wouldn’t send it until tomorrow, which would give her time to get back to England before someone came looking for her. She didn’t want any hassle now.
When the time came she called for a taxi and she was soon on her way to the hotel. She felt sad to leave and knew she would feel that way for a very long time.
Once at the hotel and in her small room, she dreaded the thought of going back home. Being in Cyprus had given her a whole new way of living. She didn’t know what or how she would get back to her old life once she was there. Too much had happened to her since then. First Jake had left her for another woman and now Demetri had done the same. At least, she hadn’t married him yet.
Sitting on the bed, she looked down at her hands, glad that he hadn’t got as far as giving her an engagement ring. It would have been awful if he had. Of course, she would have left it back at the bungalow rather than take it with her.
She shook the thoughts of Demetri out of her mind and covered her face with her hands and began to cry. Nothing could console her now. She maybe lost and lonely, but she didn’t want to go back to England and reveal her sadness to her parents. She had left for Cyprus in a mop of tears in the first place.
The time went slowly before Phillipa got to the airport. She thought she would feel glad to be back in England when she stood outside hoping to get a taxi. She wasn’t sure if she could face her parents now, but she didn’t have a choice. It was the only place she could go to. She’d left in a hurry when she was with Jake, so she didn’t have any keys to get into the flat.
Sitting in a black cab, she noticed the wet streets. It was warm, but the weather was miserable in comparison to Cyprus. She wished she was there now and knew she shouldn’t be thinking like this.
Her parents were surprised to see her, especially her mother.
“Phillipa, what on earth are you doing here? Why didn’t you call first?”
She didn’t know what to say to her mother, as she stepped into their home.
“I got bored.”
“You couldn’t have. You love the sun and sea. Did Jake scare you off? I’m sorry he came out there and that we told him, but he hounded us about it and I thought it was best you told him straight, face-to-face.”
“It’s okay, mum. I’m not angry with you. Anyway, Jake has found someone else to play with for time the being.”
She couldn’t be bothered to talk about it anymore. Phillipa needed the spare set of keys to the flat and she knew they were here.
“Are you tired dear? Do you want a cup of tea and something to eat?”
“That would be great. Thanks mum.”
“Are you going to tell me what happened out there Phillipa?”
“Nothing happened. I just got fed up and missed being home. That’s all.”
She knew her mother didn’t believe a word she was saying. She could tell by the curious expression she was giving on her face.
“Mum, have you got the spare set of keys to the flat? I might go back and stay there until Jake returns.”
She needed to be alone. She didn’t want her parents invading her thoughts every little while with their questions. She couldn’t handle that. It wouldn’t be just her mother, it would be her friends too when they came over for chats. She quivered at the thought of trying to get away each time they arrived.
“But why do you want to be alone now? You’ve just got back and you must have been on your own enough in Cyprus.”
“I wasn’t on my own all the time. I saw Marina and her family a lot over there.”
“Well at least stay here one night my dear? It’s too late to be going to the flat now. You could get some rest here first and then go back tomorrow.” She was right. She could stay here for the night. It wouldn’t do any harm and she would make sure she left in the morning.
To be continued………….