"This is exactly what I hate about people like you. Just because you feel smart, you think you can give advice like this?" Winter scoffed. Somehow they all knew that every word she said was the truth but they could never accept it. How could they accept it?"What is it that I have said that is wrong?" Ella asked. It makes no sense for a man to just abandon all he had worked for. If he was truly in love with you and wanted to really secure a future with you, then trust me, he would not break it all off just because his first love from some years ago showed up." Ella was glad that her train of thought was not interrupted as she spoke. "I mean...I'm just saying.""If you want to sit there and talk all smartly, then you shouldn't be here. No matter what you think. Olivia-Marie is our friend and we should be helping her out and not generating ideas in our heads. If you know you aren't interested in helping out, then I suggest you keep those opinions to yourself and let us be." Aria's voice
"That girl annoys me so much," Winter said, taking deep breaths as they watched Ella walk out of the restaurant.Somehow Janelle wished she could follow her but she did not have the kind of backbone that Ella had. She knew this was a risky plan and understood very well what Ella was trying to say. All of it truly was fishy but she was their lackey and she couldn't have a voice of her own. All she needed to do was do what they wanted and her life was set in stone."We need to humiliate her" was the next thing Janelle heard when her consciousness found its way back to her. Winter had declared it as if she was going to war and all the girls on the table nodded in agreement."I do agree with that but how? How are we going to do that?" They all seemed concerned about how to hurt her. They sat in complete silence, and just then the waitress approached them."Hello, I would like to take your order," she said in a sheepish voice. Janelle looked up and immediately recognised the girl. She used
"Don't you think that is a mean thing to say?" Aria asked. Winter looked down at Janelle and knew she had gone too far; wherever she was, fired up in situations like that, she was one to go too far. It was nothing new to them but still, Janelle's feelings were hurt. One thing with Winter was that no matter how much she knew she was wrong, she never admitted it and never apologised for it.She squeezed her lips together and sat down. Janelle still had her head down. No matter how weird their relationship was, she still feared being kicked so she could not even express her displeasure. It was true after all; she had been a waitress before and it was not a fact she hid from them so she took it in good faith."What is taking them so long?" Winter murmured. The girl had barely been gone for about five minutes yet Winter was eager to get into battle with the girl. The reason they stayed back in the restaurant together was now tossed aside because none of them dared challenge Winter. She wan
"You would not believe what happened to me today," Elara said, bursting into her sister's room. There was no way she could keep it to herself. Even if she was not going to say anything about the conversation she had with Ezra outside that left her heart pounding for the entire ride home, she still had to let her sister know about what Olivia-Marie had done while giving her even more reasons why she should not be with Ezra no matter what is being said.Isla looked at her with amusement. It must be something for Elara to burst into the room without acting curtly and respectfully. "Oh well, this has to be good," Isla said, standing from her table, where she had been designing some clothes and coming to sit on the bed. "Did you go out?" Isla asked, seeing how well-dressed she was.Isla was her sister but yet she looked at Elara's body and how all the curves she needed to have were in the right place. She remembered being in the shadow of Elara while they were in high school and how everyo
Ezra walked into his office; Mary stood up as soon as she saw him walk in. The expression on his face was not something she was familiar with so she knew it was going to take her a while to know how to react."Welcome, Mr. Thatcher," she said, taking up her tablet, ready to follow him. He only told her that he was going out for a quick lunch but had spent a longer time out. The meeting he had with the team leads for the design team had run late and she needed him to get on with it immediately."Don't come in," he said in a lingering voice. She stopped at the edge of the table and watched his back as he entered the office and shut the door. She walked up to it and turned the knob but realised that he had locked it from inside. She could open it if she wanted but she knew he would be into it like that."Mr. Thatcher?" she said, pounding on the door with her fist. "This is important, very important," she added when Ezra did not bother to say anything with her knocking."I do not want to
Ezra walked into the house; he looked towards the hallway that led to the kitchen and dining area. The lights were switched on, which meant that his father was still having dinner all by himself. Ever since his mother died, Jacob made having dinner such a chore and sometimes Ezra did not want to be a part of it. He knew that he had told his father to stay out of his love life and then come to him for advice some time later but now he was sure that if his father did not help him, then he was going to be in trouble.He did not want to marry Olivia-Marie and maybe if she heard that his father was setting him up with someone, she would back down a bit. He laughed at the thoughts in his mind, knowing that might fuel her passion even more if she knew that his father had thoughts like that. Whenever they met each other, Jacon and Olivia-Marie had clashes that it was quite impossible to imagine that they would become a family through Ezra.He walked to the dining room, and as he stepped his f
Ronan tried Mr. Prescott's name once again. Alfie seemed to be trying his best to ignore his calls. "Pick up Mr. Prescott," Ronan murmured. The traffic had been so bad that by the time they got there, the site had closed and no inspection could be done. Noelle suggested calling the site manager and asking them to get out there but he told her not to bother; after all, if he had done his job as and when due, they wouldn't have had any reason to come out that late in the evening.However, they had to sleep over, inspect the site by morning and then leave, meaning he could not go to see Alfie and now the man was ignoring his calls. They were all businessmen so they kept their phones close to them, maybe even closer than any other thing they owned.Ronan tried a couple of times and even he had lost count of how many times before the man picked up. Ronan was greeted by a grunt on the other side of the line. "Why are you calling me so much this late at night?"It was indeed late at night bu
Noelle raised her head; she had come down to the bar to get a drink and finish up organising Ronan's schedule for the month. She liked to carry out her task ahead as it stopped situations like today; she knew that this was going to have a ripple effect on their entire workload. She was grateful that it was already the weekend, and that meant they could rest, reset, and reconvene again by the new week.However, as she saw the stunned figure of Ronan walk into the bar as well, she was not sure how easy it would be to get him back on track. She sighed as she sat there sipping from the glass she had taken from the counter earlier. He sat by the counter and kept on ordering drinks. From the way his back moved, she could tell that he was chugging down something strong. He had sat for ten minutes and chugged down at least three shots. If he kept up the pace, he would be drunk in no time.No one at the counter now seemed to care about him but as soon as he began to show any sign of drunken ha
Olivia-Marie stood outside Ezra's gate. Since the other day, when she had found herself there drunk, she had not gotten the courage to go back. All she could remember was all the wailing and how Ezra had sent her home. Not in her life did she think he would be so cruel to her. She was ready to do anything to make sure that Ezra stayed with her, even if it was to manipulate her."Can I help you, miss?" Olivia-Marie snapped out of her thoughts and turned to the unfamiliar face of the security guard. 'He must be new,' she thought to herself. If he was new, then he would have no issue letting her in if she played her cards right."I am here to see Ezra," she said, flashing a smile at him. She could not remember the last time she had smiled intentionally."Mr. Thatcher?" the man asked and she nodded. "Mr. Thatcher is not in," he lied. She knew it was a lie because she had called Mary to ask of him and she had told him that he was not yet at work, meaning he was home. Ezra was a simpleton w
When Noelle opened her mouth, she was convinced that she was speaking, but her ears were not picking up any sound. She could not believe that his few words had gotten her riled up that much. Maybe she was annoyed that he said that to her because she had thought of it. She had thought of inviting Ronan into the house and doing unimaginable things to him. How could she, though? He was her boss.She watched his eyes grow bigger and bigger in anger and his mouth drew into a thin line. His mouth opened and she braced herself to finally hear something other than the ringing in her ears. She braced herself."WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" She had expected him to scream and he did not fail her. After all, she had slapped him across the face. Felix would have disagreed with anyone who would have told him that his daughter would slap him across the face.His words and the intensity of his scream drew the attention of passersby. "Calm down," she whispered, unable to bring
Noelle had successfully avoided Felix all week and she owed it to how much Ronan gave her. Not to mention he dropped her off at home every day because he was worried and no matter how much she said not to, he was not listening to her. He stopped coming in with a driver and would drive across town just to drop her off before heading home himself.She had stayed in all Saturday but she had to get to the store to pick up a few groceries and necessities for herself and the house. She was afraid that Felix was lurking somewhere outside and that she would not be able to avoid him. She did not know what he wanted but she was sure that it was money.After a few hours of mental preparation and encouragement, she decided that she had to go. She felt a strange feeling, as if she had to call Ronan to continue to be her bodyguard, as he had been doing. As she walked down the street, she could feel him following her, but she tried not to look back. The streets were barely filled with people; she kn
Elara rolled over in bed. It was evening, and her sister had come in a few minutes ago to call her for dinner, but Elara said she was going to get fruits instead. Her phone vibrated, and she took it off the nightstand. She had tried her best all day to stay away from her phone in case Ezra tried to reach out. Occasionally, she had checked the phone, and even though she had asked him to stay away, she could not believe he listened so well. She had asked herself countless times how much her words might have hurt him She was the one who spoke harshly, yet her heart was heavy."Should I bring up the fruits?" Isla asked. Her mother had told her not to ask any questions, so she decided to listen. Since it was quite strange for her to lay in bed all day. She knew that Elara would tell her what was wrong as soon as she came around."I have to move at least," Elara replied, and her sister understood what she meant by that. She was going to walk downstairs later by herself to get the fruits.It
"Micah? Are you going to let your mom speak to me like that?" Zara called as she followed him out. Micah rolled his eyes; he thought he was going to get a moment of peace away from them but it seemed like both women were determined to frustrate the life out of him."What do you want me to do?" Micah asked, stopping and turning to her. She stopped a few meters from him and crossed her hand over her chest."Are you asking me that? If I were Elara, would you let your mom speak to me that way?""Why on earth would you bring her up?" Each time Micah heard her name, he remembered how foolish he was. If he was patient enough, he would have been as rich as he wanted to be. He believed that Elara was head over heels in love with him and she would have taken him along to meet her parents when he went."Why wouldn't I bring her up? Wasn't it somebody like her you wanted to marry? Your mother is trying her best to constantly shame me for marrying up when that was your intention the entire time. I
"Micah," Cora called as they sat on the table eating breakfast. Zara thought that confirming she was pregnant would make her mother-in-law treat her better but Cora did not care about the child; she had repeatedly told her to her face that she did not care about the baby she was growing and that if she could, she would try her best to get her out of the house in a heartbeat."Mom, it's too early in the morning to start. Today is the only day where I can take a break and I don't think you are allowed to ruin that for me.""Ruin it for you?" Cora scoffed. She hated that her son made her sound like a devil that was on a mission to kill. She opened her mouth to counter whatever it was that her son thought when Zara strolled into the kitchen.She looked from Micah to Cora as she walked to the refrigerator. "Cora, I have told you time and time again that I hate the smell of fish; it is not good for the baby," she said as she squeezed up her nose."And I have told you that the doctors told m
The days of the week passed in a blur. Elara was unable to point to something she had done each day, but by the time the weekend was there, she was glad that she did not come from a family of workaholics who liked to work all the time. On Saturday morning, she lay in bed without plans to get out early.After all, she did not have any plans for the rest of the day. Her mother popped her head into her room out of concern. She was worried that the job was too much for her and that she might need to tune it down. Elara had yet to tell her family that things were not going to work out between herself and Ezra because she had not found the right time; it was either too early in the morning or too late at night. She wondered if now was the right time to go at it with her mom."El? Are you okay?" Clara asked as she walked into the room and sat on the bed.Elara turned to face her but was still lying with the covers up to her neck. "I am; I just had a really long week," she said in a tired voi
Ezra stood in place for a long time; he could not believe this had happened to him again. Strangely, that night was nothing like that day eight years ago but it felt the same. The air as she walked away from him and for what reasons? For reasons he thought he could control.Things would still be going smoothly with them if Olivia-Marie did not show up that night. Maybe he would have gotten her to accept her feelings for him, the one he believed she had hidden and neatly tucked away somewhere. He was finally able to pick himself up and go to the room. It was only when he had changed out of his clothes and said on the bed did he realize he had not put away all of the ingredients he had bought to use.The grief in his heart seemed too much for his body to handle so he was not sure if he would have been able to make it successfully downstairs. He tossed and turned all night, unable to find a moment to slip into sleep. He did not know how or when but his heart began to ache as he thought
Ezra managed to get Olivia-Marie to leave and Elara did not know what he did to do so. She seemed so adamant at first that she thought this was over."I am sorry about..." He stopped abruptly when she turned suddenly in the direction of his voice. He has sent her in and then got Olivia-Marie to leave before he joined her in.She pressed her lips and pushed them to one side of her face. "You want to say something about this and I feel like I would not like it," he said as he saw her expression.He knew it all took well; it was one he was oddly familiar with. "You know me all too well, even after all this time." "Well, you haven't changed a bit; you only grew." She did not know if it was supposed to be a compliment but she pushed that aside."Your silence is killing," he uttered after a while. He has kept quiet, hoping that she would spill whatever was bothering her. He knew this would be about Olivia-Marie."Do you think we are doing the right thing?" She asked, taking a deep breath.