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Irene’s POVI felt serenity in the cool breeze of London September was near to end. The air was cool. I saw a notification on my phone this morning, about the money transfer. I couldn’t remember when was the last time I had breakfast in my favourite cafe. It felt good. I was planning to do some grocery shopping after my classes. After all that happened, it was worth it. It is way better than worrying about getting starved to death. Raven also sent some congratulatory texts and praised me. What I did was nothing, actually. It didn’t even require any special skill. My face was even covered. This was for the first time in my life after my mother’s death, I felt I was not alone. Not on my own. The tranquillity of the air vanished as I entered my campus. Students were gossiping. Some faces were shocked and some were smirking. Showing something on phone to each other. This was definitely something about some trending topic. I shrugged my shoulders. Last time, I worried myself with thos
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Kian’’s POV“I am heading home,” I announced as I adjusted the coat on my shoulder. “Anything important you want to inform?” “No, I mean, I was informed about some reporter wanting to interview and,..” we both stepped out of the elevator. “Mona! She called me several time.I assume you didn’t answer her.” he looked at me from the corner of his eye. “Yes, did you?”“Nope,” he said, popping the ‘P’.“I just don’t have time to deal with her sh*t,” I explained. “Yeah, how things went with Mr.Backer?” he asked as we walked out of the lobby.“It’s fine, I want you to call a meeting tomorrow. Choose wisely, I want something new for this track. Try newbies too.” he nodded. We were in the parking lot now. We parted our ways to our cars. His car was parked on the left side of mine. I stopped as I opened the door, I was hesitant to talk about her, because the way he perceived my attention back then, made me uncomfortable. “Uhh-did you talk to her?” The truth is I didn’t know myself what I
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Irene’s POV“And then she was like how dare you kiss my boyfriend” she tried to say it in a sassy tone. “And guess what happened next? They started slapping each other. Everyone was just laughing. But you know what? I just walked out of the class.” “Woah! That was dramatic,” I said, as I stirred the gravy. After thirty minutes of listening to her school drama, I finally commented. It wouldn’t have ended if she hadn’t walked out of the class. “What’s the occasion? BTW,” she asked as she tasted gravy from the saucepan. “Nothing,” I said, as I plated the steak. Its juicy texture was already watering my mouth. “Oh, so what about your job? I guess you got a better job.” Better? Yes, it is. “It is actually. The working hours are suitable for my schedule.” I had served everything. Since, I had no dining area. We were using my study table. I had cleared it up by putting my books on the bed. We were short of chairs. So Stacy climbed on the table. It was good. The smell of steak with the
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Kian’s povForty minutes of waiting, for her to finally appear in something modest. I was not used to waiting for someone. How long she was going to spend, to pick a dress and wear it.? God, women.The moment I saw her walking towards my car, mirroring my own nervousness. My reaction was not even close to my own anticipation. She opened the car door and sat silently. Without uttering a word. I started the car showing the same attitude to her. Maybe we both were confused, being clueless how to act. I was in an emerald-coloured sweat shirt with black sweatpants. Also I had a black jacket, because it usually gets cold in Ashwell. She looked impressive. If that’s what you say, when someone warms your heart by just one look. A jade green coloured dress. A V-neckline. With puffed sleeves. It was touching her ankles. The pumps she wore, matched the colour of my T-shirt. Her hair was parted in the middle, with one side tucked behind her ear while the other was fr
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Irene’s POVThe way he smiled when Mrs.Lancaster appeared, it was genuine. He felt soft. Mrs. Lancaster was a lovely woman. Her eyes had the same impression as her grandson's. But they were filled with love. The way she embraced me felt good. She was ill. Her body was showing several deficiency signs. The way she panted after taking some steps, I guessed her heart was definitely not in good condition. The whole day she was so nice. It would be a lie, if I said I was acting. I was feeling happy, genuinely. When she mentioned his grandson’s habit of doing late night work. It just felt right to me to act like I know him. Also, I knew how I usually sleep. My sleep was always so deep. So If I was really his girlfriend it wouldn’t have bothered me. I was already feeling bad about leaving her. But the way she said she wouldn’t take the medicines. I got the feeling she is serious. I searched for his expressions. He was concerned. Her face was turning red.
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Kian's POVI felt like someone just hit my head, when I woke up to a voice shouting my name. I lifted my body a little to see. The excruciating pain in the half of my head was not letting me open my eyes properly. I saw her, she was sitting coiled to herself like a worm. "What happened?" I asked politely, not trying to shout at her because I would have lost my sleep If I had done that."T-thunder-the lightning and the thunder," The way she pronounced a natural phenomena like a paranormal event, I could have screamed at her. But I didn't, because I was still half asleep.I looked at the window, I saw a faint lightening."Just-just sleep. It's nothing," I said, as I relaxed my back against the mattress. I was finally going to get some peaceful sleep, when a large thud of clouds colliding with each other echoed in the room. In normal circumstances, it wouldn't have bothered me. But she screamed again. I woke up, still not fully."
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Irene’s POVI didn’t know how to react to his pitying gaze at me. So I smiled, foolishly. Having almost zero social circle is sometimes beneficial. You don’t have anyone to ask you consistently about how you are doing? Or how is it going? About your family, or your life. It makes it easy, you don’t have to explain it all the time. But sometimes it gets a little lonely. Maybe a little bit more. Why was he looking at me like that? with his dark gaze. Maybe it was darker than the dead of the night.After we were done with breakfast. Mrs. Lancaster suggested me to have a short tour of the town. To what I agreed, happily. I was sure, It won’t disappoint me. The beauty of Ashwell was something I always wanted to see with my own eyes. The car came with the driver. I followed Mrs.Lancaster with her maid helping her to walk to the car. Also she was holding a stick. I stopped and turned to see where he was. He was standing in the
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Kian’s POVShe was asking for it. First, she interrupted me during my phone calls. And then she refused to listen to me. It is alright. She deserves this. I don’t f**king care. If she calls my name like that. Or her eyes were filled with tears looking so crystal clear almost like an ocean. It doesn’t matter if her lower lip was trembling and that expression. It has nothing to do with me. It shouldn’t be. This is not me. Thinking about her in such detail. I was driving for ten minutes, hardly and my mind was already flooded with the flashbacks of each of every moment that had happened a while ago. “F**k”, I said as I hit the steering wheel with force. Applying breaks in such a sudden manner, gave me a jerk. The cars behind me, appointed for my safety, stopped immediately. I turn the steering wheel, without thinking about the questions I was asking myself. And in no time, I was heading my car backwards. And the cars behind me followed without any obje
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