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Arya didn't know why, or she just most particularly didn't find a good enough answer for her to be there, but she was there.Right there.In front of Clara's clothing plaza, her eyes gazing eagerly around.Her hands plastered around the glass, screeching it endlessly, it was of course, no doubt of her standing in front of a clothing plaza, screeching the glass window just to catch someone's attention. Her once best friend's attention.It was plainly lunatic to some, but to her, the word lunatic didn't even existed, and even if it meant giving all her best, then, she would. She just wanted Wanda back.Minutes, she stood there, first, clicking her lips, twitching them, tapping her feet faintly against the floor, but the latter wouldn't even spare her a glance, as she kept on chatting with the customers. Wanda glanced towards the window but hurriedly looked away and crushed her hands together, which Arya felt really sickening.Her stomach churned, and she tried to bon her eyes shut. She
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And, even though, Arya wasn't in a good mood, she till drove over to Devon's office, even though it was senseless, why would she run to him? She couldn't fall in his arms and cry like a little baby, all she wanted was just to be closer to him, at least, seeing his face was okay.Driving recklessly down the road, she could have sworn she saw a car flashing through her side, hurriedly she pulled the breaks, the car coming to a quick halt, she panted heavily, her chest heaving as a sign of panic, did she just almost got into an accident?The whole word felt strange, panic crept through her skin and downwards unto her pale face, she remained there, in the car seat, her hands hanging on the wheels.Thud!A hand knocked on her screen, and she stared, her eyes widened in panic. Another gentle knock, and only then, did she push down the door of the car, before she walked out of the car."Hey." The voice ringed dangerously into her ears. "Were you trying to kill me just now?" His inky hair dra
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What was more weirder than seating across the table with your husband stepmother's who seemed to hate the shit out of you,Arya fiddled with the needles, gazing at the middle-aged woman who suppressed a snort at her direction, she wrapped the bundle of cloth to her lap and gazed at the needles in her hand, Damn needle work."Barbara?" The voice slits Arya's throat like vomit, it was weird, and it certainly did not feel good as Arya called out her name."What?" The middle aged woman had snapped at her. The gentle breeze of the day flashed through the curtains and down unto her scattered hair, it made her skin feel a little tampered.Arya peered at nothing in particular, and massaged her crinkled skin, before she focused back on the needle work, honestly, she had never expected herself in this type of existence. Needle work with her husband's mother, because it was a norm for the Brookes on a Tuesday afternoons?Damn her fresh Tuesdays now, normally, she was always out with her friends,
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Imperial Restaurant,2:45pm.Clara passed the lobsters down to Anna's plate. "There you go, I know you are hungry, just have some more meat." Clara smiled, her gaze low.Anna stared at her, snorted internally, but in reality, she coughed out a faint smile, before picking up the cutlery, with a mouthful of meat, she asked. "Clara. How is Arya? Have you heard about her?"Clara stared elsewhere, her heart beating furiously, she didn't want to say it in fear of annoying Anna, but it all sounded weird, the facade sounded weird, ever since she fired Arya, she hadn't felt the least at peace of mind. She felt like she had did something wrong, she had dishonoured their friendship for so much long.She was light-headed, so she only rubbed the hemline of her forehead, "I don't feel so good about what we did to Arya."Anna's eyes glistened with fury. "What are you saying?"In an attempt not to hurt her best friend, Clara kept shut and focused on her food. "It's okay."Anna rolled her eyes, before
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Awestruck that some one had dared slapped her right across the cheek, made her face dampen a bit, and she gazed up, her eyes burning with tears.Kelvin hovered across her, his chest heaving up in panic, he gazed at his hands at what he had just done, and her, he felt guilty after slapping her.Everyone froze for a bit, and their eyes glanced over to the two people in particular; Kelvin and Arya.Arya's gaze was sickening, but she wanted to shrink, the tears stinked around her eyes, and she so badly wanted to cry, but she choked them back in, and gazed around, without emitting a word."Dammit." Emma raised her hands, and in the next second, her hands flew over to Kelvin's face, the sting of her nails leaving a mark on his face. "How dare you slap my friend?" Her face was rigid, emitting anger, before she slapped him again, moving towards him deathly, her eyes flashing with unseen emotions as she walked closer.He stepped back a bit, surprised by his own hands, he had slapped his ex, he
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Hell, Arya was supposed to be crying, pulling her hair and yanking it apart, but she wasn't. She had cried all day, locked her self up in her room- clearly Devon's room, but technically, they were faking marriage, hell, she didn't even care if that word existed.Her eye lids was shining red, her eyes flicking around the room, she wasn't in the mood, but her mind was concentrated on the ticking of the clock, so much, she thought it would make her feel better. But it didn't. The ticking had affected her brain, it brought the creeps to her heart, and it certainly affected her way of thinking, because all she did now was stare dazly at the wall.She flipped over from the side of the bed, sniffing again, her coloured dimming blonde hair was yanked across her face, and her lips puckered once in a bit. She lied on the bed, her head resting on the pillow, her face was bland, no emotions, sick, her eyes had lost its colour, and she thought whether she would be sick.Her eyes stared around, but
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Why would he ask such question?Was he happy for her life? Was he concerned? Hell, she didn't wanted him to. He should just leave her alone, why was he so concerned about the way she lived?"It's a long story." She laughed slowly, even though it ended up being rigid, "Long story short, somethings happen." Nervous, her voice reeked of tiredness.He didn't believed that, who would have believed that anyway? That cheap piece of lie. "Tell me, Arya." He stared at her, but his eyes, those silver gentle eyes tickled over her body gently, and she knew instantly.He did care. Devon Brookes freakin' cared if she was crying or not."It's the guy, Kelvin Lere. You know him?" He nodded his head. "It hasn't been going well with his wife and I, and sometimes, he intervenes and say really hurtful words." She was tired, she hated talking about Kelvin or Anna, they brought that familiar disgust to her stomach, the feeling that told her everytime she wasn't over him.'Useless.''Fake.' They never fail
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Arya kept her hand plastered on the plates, trying her best to whish it apart, her hands held the whisk, before she gently whisked the eggs. Layers of sweat trickled down her gentle hair down unto her jaw. Like a pro chef- in which she wasn't. She wiped away the strand of the sweat, letting the tiny droplet of sweat trickle along the counter.Gently, she placed the bowl on the table, before she grabbed the bottle of milk, emptying it into the whole bowl. Yep. Brownies, since when had she last cooked? This was absurd, she had lost the manner of the ingredients."Arya. Really?" Colin stood afar from the kitchen, his hands placed around his hips, his voice was hoarse. "Why are you making brownies?"She turned to look towards her brother, casting him a dark look, for the last few days, she had been doubting herself, trying to find her true purpose in life, and here she was. At her parents house, making brownies, without an apron."Where's Mother?" She found herself asking, "She's out," C
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The next week, Arya had been trying her best to piece back the puzzle, who really was Devon? The little boy in the photo?This morning over breakfast, he had clearly told her: "Arya, I know this is overwhelming, but please. Don't dig into anything, okay? Some things are better left untouched."The way he said it panged her heart, he didn't want her to get in trouble, he cared for her, she cared for him also, but some cases are not better left untouched, that was why she sneaked into that room again, switching on the lights.It looks dustier than last time, sprawls of cobwebs hanging in one corner, still it looked fresh, like someone was coming here everyday, making sure everywhere was accurate.She walked over to one of the paintings, before gently removing the tarp, the painting stared at her.She's really talented. Arya thought she could imagine his mother seated on her favorite seat in the garden, while gently stroking the edges of the paintbrush on the dry template.When Arya aske
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Devon could see clearly the woman that walked over to him, her gown was hanging on her body ever so perfectly, and her hair was toppled with pins, held perfectly like an England queen.He wants to go over to her and wrap his hands around her, whisper sweet nothing into her ear, and just hold her."Um.. Hi." She was in front of him, her voice nearly squeaking, it's a masquerade party, so she's wearing her mask. Still, he could see those silver eyes twinkling under the dim light."Arya." He breathed, she made him this. And he freaking loved that, "Shall we dance?""I don't dance well." She whispered under the light, she could feel everyone's gaze following her. They would probably be thinking.'Oh. Who's the mysterious lady beside Devon Brookes?''Is that the girl he kissed the other day at the restaurant?''Oh my. I can't believe this.'Devon pulled her closer, she could smell the sweet scent of his aftershave, something about his presence was tempting, muscular and his cologne. It tra
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18 Years Ago.The weather was just fine for a nice evening relaxation. The woman with chestnut hair grazed her feet on the beach sand, for some time now. She just loves doing this.Staring at the way the water topples itself into a wave, giving her the thrill she wants."Guys!" She waves her hand, just so her sons could see her. They were staring with no particular interest, seated on the blanket spread on the sand. "At least have some fun." Her face is pressed into a smile.So sweet and fucking perfect.One of the boys groaned, his hair tossed between his face. "Tell Devon to leave me alone!""Devon!" The woman cries out. "Leave your brother alone!"The boy stares with no interest, his eyes as grim as the settling sun, "I did nothing to him!""Yeah. Right." The other boy jerks his elbow."Guys stop fighting." The woman sighed, before running over to them, guessing she would have to cancel this beach thing. Those two never found something they agreed on.•••Devon."Arya. Can we at le
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Arya woke up with a headache.She swirled up from the bed, her head banging. She forced her brain to recap what happened. Holy Shit. She was drunk.She squeezed her feet into those flip-flops and headed downstairs, her hair messy, her face sinking. Her breath was so rowdy."What happened?" Were they already in Paris? Their plane was supposed to fly to Paris yesterday.But then she glanced around, she recognized the room decor and sighed, they were still in New York.She felt relieved."Hey." That towering figure was right before her again.Blood pumped through her heart, "Devon?" Was it growing hot in here, because it definitely felt like it. "The plane is leaving today. Are you ready?""Weren't we supposed to leave yesterday?" Her throat soured.His brows crouched together in defeat. "Yes, but you were tired, so I postponed it to today."She gazed up to look at him, he looked nice in his gray sweatpants. Damn, she was ogling him."You did that...?" She asked. Doubt flooding through
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"Are you sure you need that?" Devon watched in sheer amusement. His hands are folding together."Yeah, I am sure." She lunged a dress right into the bag.He ducked, before widening his eyes, he knew that women became a monster when they were packing, but not like this. This woman was the she-devil."Arya. I think that-" She cut him off, her eyes sending blaring warnings into his chest."Okay, okay, I think I get it now." She rolls her head playfully.He should smile at her, that seems acceptable, but instead he found himself frowning, those lips pressed into a deep scowl."Arya. You can take anything you need."She lets out an hallow laughter. "Who said I wouldn't?"••Thirty minutes later. Arya found herself surrounded by her friends. Their eyes flying over to the glass of whiskey and then to her.Five. Four."Arya, you almost got killed?!""Someone's trying to kill you?!""What in the hell?""Why didn't you tell us?""Fucking bullshit."Arya dragged her hands over her lips, before s
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Arya felt like she was being followed.It felt different when she was little that her sister and her played hide and seek, her sister would always follow her and boom. She was caught, she was never good at that game anyways.But today, something kept telling her that she was in for something dangerous.Something so cold, she might not even be able to breathe.As she stepped on the breaks, she stared ahead at the plaza that filled her sight. She was at work, what possibly could go wrong?As she ambled along the halls, some workers greeted her with a cheerful tone.She responded not so cheerfully."Oh. Good morning," She could feel that burn in the back of her neck, something that told her she was being watched, but how? Who? When?Leto's words boomed into her memory, someone was trying to fucking kill her, but who?As she walked towards her office, she could feel that feeling. That dark one that wavered in when you knew you were in trouble.She closed the door of her office, and walked
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Clara was supposed to be working at her firm, but here she was, staring like an idiot in a restaurant for people who dated.She actually didn't. She may or may not have been tracking me, and right now, he was supposed to walk in here any time from now, she glanced at the door. Five, four.She held her breath tightly. God, please don't let me be too handsome today, her prayer failed because the man that walked into the room was the epitome of beauty.His grace flooded the room. Her heart jerked just like in highschool when he would look so good, with his friends, not even attempting to spare her a glance.Though she had this huge crush on him then, they never talked, maybe except once when he asked her the schedule for the exam, and she replied so shyly.This was definitely not a good meet-cute.She sighed heavily, feeling like a total idiot, she waved the menu towards her face just so they wouldn't see her. Her heart tore.There he was.Her crush.Hands tightened around a woman's.Her
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How to drain your life away- first of all, never, like never encounter your ex-boyfriend in a very private place. E.g, being a supermarket while you are picking oranges, and boom. He's right there, clutching the basket like his life depends on it."Arya?" His voice is still the same as it was years ago, filled with ego and confidence, just the way he thought he could win anything with just a tap of his fingers.Pathetic.She mid-froze, the orange still wrapped around her arm, just a little more movement, and the fruit would be flying straight into her basket, but no, instead. She's wrapping it so hard, she thought she might snap it.Dear God. Was she going to snap an innocent orange just because of her ex?Nope."Kelvin," Suddenly, breathing became so easy, after everything that happened, she imagined what she would do if she ever happened to accidentally meet him. Alone.But now, she didn't need to think about those words she was going to say, because some certain rush of energy fill
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"Arya. You really don't have to do this." Devon's prickly, mild morning voice made her skin rinse up.When has breathing become this hard? Swallow, in and out.She pushed the bowl of batter, before squeezing the wooden spoon around her hand. "I insist, after all, you did bring me lunch yesterday." She would never mention the part of the note. She couldn't even imagine what he would say.He was quiet, his eyes scanning her rough morning hair, again she was not an early morning kind of person, she wondered why her hair always looked like a nest. Her face rough, and her pale silk nightgown that stopped right below her knee.He was already dressed, ready for the day, while she was sulking, trying to get the sausages out of the pan.He was rolling up his sleeve, his eyes never leaving hers."What are you doing?" She asked, mildly impressed but took the seconds to admire the biceps that poked underneath his shirt, her heart almost rolling out.What in the hell was wrong with her?He scooted
