I blinked back the excess sunlight and shielded my eyes with my hand when I regained consciousness. My head hurt slightly but I was alive.
"Damn it girl," a familiar voice filled with concern rang through my ears before I could catch a glimpse of the company around me.
"Hi," I muttered the words as I struggled to my sit upright.
"Hey, be careful." Sabrina my best friend helped me to a sitting position.
"What do you think you are doing to yourself?" I saw the lines of worry on her forehead as she squeezed my arm gently.
I didn't need a lecture, I wanted to know what happened to me.
"What happened?" I asked in the loudest tone I could but it still came out a whisper.
The sadness in her eyes fueled my curiosity, "Brina, where..." she shook her head and I trailed off.
If not anyone I had surely informed Sabrina about my pregnancy. "I didn't lose it right?" I asked still hopeful.
"I'm sorry baby girl but I couldn't get here fast enough after your call and I met you in a really bad state, I am only sure of your life, the other is gone." She dropped her eyes to the bed avoiding my gaze and felt a pang of sorrow.
I shook my head not wanting to let go, the pain in my chest was back, that heavy feeling of loneliness and rejection that clouds your mind and reminds you of how wasted the last seven years of your life had been. That was what I felt.
"You can't cry over that asshole, he doesn't deserve you and if the moon goddess was so cruel to give him two mates, that has nothing to do with you. There's still a world out there away from Draven. I doubt I want you losing yourself while chasing after him." Sabrina had my face cupped with both her hands.
I had not realized that I already started crying, lately it had been my default state with regret as my companion but Brina was right, I couldn't live in Emily's shadow or remain a play toy for Draven.
It was a tough decision but I made up my mind to leave, to find peace but definitely not happiness because I was going to morn my lost child forever and I hated Draven for not caring about it.
"Where are you going?" Brina tried to stop me from getting off the bed.
"I have a letter for my boss," her face twisted in a frown at my response. A raised eye brow and a suspicious look followed.
"Is it what I think it is?" For the first time in forty eight hours, I managed a small smile.
"I think I'll make a stop at his house first and pick up some things. It's better not to leave any piece of me with him if I'm walking away."
"Go girl," she fell on the bed and wiggled her legs while beating the air like a child.
"Finally," she was definitely excited but I was not. Walking away hurt much more than staying in his company and seeing him with someone else, walking away meant never seeing him again.
I broke down severally in the shower but each time I put myself together, I strengthened my resolve and by the time I was dressed to leave, I was ready to leave Draven.
I got to his house and imputed the password but the door wouldn't slide open. Bastard! He changed the lock details already so I rang the door bell instead.
A slender light skinned lady answered the door. I could swear she saw me in the cameras before doing so because ain't no way the lady of the house was answering the door randomly.
"Hi," I avoided her gaze as I spoke.
"Draven is not home, I'm sorry if you tried to gain access, he changed the code so you wouldn't—"
"You can keep the details to yourself, I only came here to pick my stuff so I'm not interested in knowing the code. I won't be coming back here for anything else afterwards." I cut her off.
I saw her lift a brow annoyed by my guts as I held her pale blue eyes in mine, her expression turned sinister.
"Well, about that, they were unusable rubbish so I asked the maid to throw them out." She smiled. A very nice comeback I thought.
"Alright then, I'll take my leave now." I didn't waste my time at the door trying to understand her point or give her any opportunity to perceive that I was hurt, I simply turned on my heels after basic courtesy.
Draven was very particular about his privacy so I never spent as much as a night at his place all these years but there she was in his space so early in the morning, the thought squeezed my heart in my chest as I drove to the office but I pushed it aside and managed to clear my desk.
With the printed letter in my hand, I knocked twice and pushed his office door open.
"Emily said you went to the house to pack up your stuff, what's that all about?" He asked before I could state my agenda. I scoffed, whatever game they were playing was up to them but I wasn’t going to be caught in the middle so instead of defending myself by explaining I dropped my resignation letter on his desk.
"I'm leaving Draven." I sighed.
"Are you trying to force me to admitting you're my girlfriend by quitting?" He sounded unhappy with my decision, he definitely thought I'd stick around as his bedroom companion.
Hell, I was done.
"No Draven, I don't want to have anything to do with you ever again in the future so I'm leaving." I said it with all the courage I could muster.
He tightened his jaw and pressed his lips in a thin line, sitting back in his chair as he shoved the letter to the floor, my breathe catched.
"You won't last a month out there without my protection." I saw the rage in his eyes as he spoke but my mind was made up already.
I didn't know where I got the guts from but I gave him a reply.
"We'll see about that."
An average person hates Monday mornings, but I have hated my life for the past seven years. Sitting in the back of the car, I clasped my palms together, rubbing them absently in a vain attempt to warm the cold dread crawling up my spine. But no amount of heat could ever thaw the ice that had settled in my heart over the past seven years.It's funny how time doesn't wait for you to heal and how it didn't wait for me to outgrow the scars that came from harmless wishful thinking. I shrugged and looked outside the window at the skyline of the bustling city and the most magnificent building in the whole country where I worked. But I am far from excited. I will soon be standing before “...the very face that ruined my life without even realising it, by never looking at me the way I wished.“Which spot in the VIP parking lot, is yours, Ma'am, the middle one”“No,” I screamed in response to my new driver, my eyes widening in shock. “Turn in the other direction,” I raised my hand and pointed.
The expression on Emily's face was smug, but taking a closer look, I caught something else beneath the surface—something darker.“I have heard a lot about you, miss...”“Aveline,” I completed for her. "Right," she smiled, pulling a perfectly manicured hand from her pocket and extending it toward me. "I'm Emily, Draven ’s true mate—and soon-to-be bride."Her words hit like a punch to the gut. My stomach twisted as I glanced between her outstretched hand and Draven , who sat casually in his chair as if nothing had been said. This felt surreal like I was living in a lucid nightmare or a scene from a dystopian horror movie. I took a closer look at Emily now, she was tall, with the gate of a runway model. Her nose was long and pointed, her face exquisitely sculptured. The red lipstick across her lips complemented the silver colour of her eyes. Was it what drew Draven to her? The beauty? Or was I simply not up to par? “I don’t think you’re much for handshakes with strangers,” Emily’s
The sun did nothing to alleviate my suffering as it shone merciless above me. It was an unusually hot day. Another day to face the bricks that would break my bones and leave my life in the shadows of pain."She's here," I heard whispers and everyone seemed to stare awkwardly at me, not like I cared since I had been dealt the worse blow of my life the day before and was really ready for anything. Maybe mot anything. I casually dropped my bag and buried my head in work to distract myself all day."Here comes the slimmy and shameless bitch." Someone said when I walked out my door to give a file to an employee. "Excuse me what?" I turned when I realized I was the only female approaching since the rest sat behind desktops."You heard me," a slightly tan lady eyed me but no matter how I tried, I couldn't recall her face. She definitely didn't work here."And who are you to think you're worthy of speaking to me?" I was done playing dumb and doormat. "Oh, I see you have wings simply bec
I was no fan of Emily especially after her display in the office the previous day yet I listened to whatever she had to say hoping it was good and Draven was coming soon but that was where I had got it completely wrong."What do you want Emily?" I asked folding my hand across my chest in a defensive stance."You sent a message to Draven didn't you?" She smirked as she walked in and shut the door properly behind her "And whatever message I sent has nothing to do with you either. " I was really irritated by her guts."I don't think Draven shares the same thought as you else he wouldn't have sent me here to talk to you in his stead." "What? Draven sent you here to meet and talk with me instead?" I was shocked. "Oh Aveline, what really do you expect from him?" She blinked like a cute puppy. "Draven sent me here because he does not want to have anything to do with you or your bastard baby." Her words hit me hard.My child was no bastard."He can't," I stammered because I saw him r