ALVIRA’S POVWell, recently, my previously boring life has been going rather smoothly, or as smoothly as it could go. It had received more spice since Carter came into it. So far, Clarissa and I have found many other ways to cheer me up and get me to stop thinking of the name that will not be mentioned. It has been ten days since Carter and I had had our last disastrous meeting that had left me so sad that I would still wake in the night thinking of that monstrous thing and later cry myself to sleep every night. What did I ever do to have to go through all these with him? Was all this just a game to him? Did he ever mean the words he said to me? Why did he have to make me question everything I ever believed in? How could he do this and subject me to such emotional turmoil?I sat on my makeshift desk and looked into the screen of my laptop. We were having another class and I was struggling to try to make sense of why Carter just had to make me feel so less of a human being. He
ALVIRA’S POV“Hello, my sweet. Did you miss me?” His clear baritone cut through the tension in the air.“C- Carter?” I asked in disbelief. I was sure that my eyes were wide with shock. I had not been expecting to see him, especially not when Clarissa and I were just talking about him.“Were you expecting someone else hmm?” He asked me as he filled the entire door frame, leaning in closer to me and resting an arm on the door frame in a way that allowed him to look down at me. I was dumbfounded. I was confused. How was he here? What was he doing here? Why was he here? Where had he been all this while? I must have been standing there for a while obviously staring at him because I suddenly heard Clarissa’s voice coming from behind me. “Babe, who is that at the door? Is that the delivery package that I-“ her voice died down as she looked over, her eyes meeting with Carter's dark pair. He in turn was just there looking as smug as ever as he was casually leaning on the door frame. He was
CARTER’S POVShe is so beautiful today. Same as she was yesterday and the day before that and before that and all the way since the very first day I set my eyes on her. I could see the confusion in her eyes. Hell, I was confused as well.My mind drifted back to the night before. I had been at the office for a couple hours after the close of work going through the countless paperwork that had needed my attention and signature. And just as my unfortunate luck would have it, the last person I wanted to see walked into the office. “Hello, Carter.” His voice sounded like a teacher’s nails grating the school chalkboard. It was truly aggravating. “I am busy, Father.” I replied, not even bothering to look up to acknowledge him. “Oh! I can see that. However, I will only be just a minute. Won’t take up much of your time.” He said, walking off, as usual to the minibar across the room, and helping himself to what I could swear was bourbon. Of course he would go for the most expensive bottle t
ALVIRA’S POV“Don’t keep me waiting, sweets…..” God! He is so dreamy.I quickly spun on my feet, rather clumsily, and walked back to the living room where Clarissa sat, her face set in a very pissed off look. I gulped slowly as I approached her. I knew she was not going to approve of my decision to take a walk with Carter and hear him out. “Hey, so um, Carter and I are going to take a walk.” I said in a smile. However, Clarissa refused to say anything, prefering to stare at the tv, mindlessly scrolling through the channels. I felt the sting of her silence as a know formed in my throat. I walked closer to her again and decided to try again. “‘Rissa? C-Carter wants us to t- talk about what happened so, um, we, um, we will be going for a small walk. W- will you be okay to wait for me for a while before I get back? Please?”Once again, silence. “Come on, ‘Rissa, please say something.” I said, pleading with her. I could not risk her being angry with me. I just want to hear what he has
ALVIRA’S POVWe walked around a bit before we found a bench that overlooked the horizon. It was perfect with the perfect angle for us to watch the sunset. It was beautiful. I could see myself coming here often just to watch the sunset and most definitely have a cup of ice cream while at it. I made a mental note to bring Clarissa here once in a while. We sat and watched the sun slowly set as we licked our ice cream. Suddenly, the awkwardness that we felt during the elevator ride was back and for a while we just kept silent, each of us lost in our thoughts as the sounds in the background faded. It was there but it felt like we were each in another world of our own. Or so I thought. Soon, I was tired of silence, I could no longer sit still like everything was okay. “What are you doing here?” I asked, making him turn to look at me, surprisingly surprised that I was the one who broke the silence. Or maybe it was because of the question, I could not say. “What do you mean?” He asked. “
ALVIRA’S POVI looked up at him, his eyes sad and hopeful. I wanted to lunge at him and hold him so close and tell him yes. That I have forgiven him ever since I opened the door to him. I was going to forgive him a million and one times over and over if it meant that I would have him by my side for the rest of my life. However, I could not help but worry about what Clarissa would think of me if I so readily gave in and let him back in. The look of disappointment on her face alone was enough to have me rethinking my decision. Yes, he had hurt me so badly with his actions and I could not just let it go. As much as I was willing and ready to forgive him and let him back into my life, I knew that I was going to need time to truly forgive him and let go of the pain that he had caused me. For a good three long minutes, we sat in silence, my mind in an emotional turmoil as I struggled between my head and my heart while his eyes glistened with hope as he stared down at me.“Well?” He aske
ALVIRA’S POVWe walked back to the house, the moon now on full display in its crescent glory. The streetlights were switched on as we walked past the different paths that we had hiked on in time past. We walked in a comfortable silence, as opposed to the tension that hovered over us when we had first left the house. We had not completely or even remotely talked about what our future would hold but for now, we were making progress and that was all that mattered. Soon, we had gone past the park and down the lane to my apartment, the path buzzing to life with couples who were taking their evening stroll as well as students who were coming back from classes. We got to my door and I turned to find Carter already leaning down so that his face was mere inches from mine. I took a quick inhale of breath as my eyes widened. “I am sorry. I just really needed to get a taste of your lips before I went back home.” He said. “Oh! Okay. That is okay.” I said. In less than a second, I felt his li
ALVIRA’S POV“Took you guys long enough” Clarissa called out as soon as I closed the door behind me. I jumped. “Jesus Christ, ‘Rissa! You scared the living daylight out of me.” I squealed in horror.“It is past eight, Alvira. There is no living daylight here.” she said, sarcasm dripping out of her voice. “Come on, ‘Rissa. Please. We do not have to go through this again. I just really need you to be here for me. Please.” I said, walking over to the couch and plopping down on it next to her. She looked away, her gaze focused on the television screen ahead of us. I held her hands in mine as tugged a bit, finally getting her to turn and look at me. She sighed. “Look, you know that I will always be there for you. No matter what happens. And you also know that no matter how hard the truth is, I will always say it and damn the consequences because that is the right thing to do at all times.” She said, “I know. The thing is, I really like Carter. I mean, you of all people know how much h
ALVIRA’S POV“Miss? Miss?”“Maam?” Jane said, touching me and breaking out of my thoughts. I looked around, realizing that I had zoned out again. I shook my head, embarrassed as I noticed all eyes on me. “Ma’am, is everything alright?” Jane asked in a quiet voice. “Huh? Yeah. Um, sorry, I just zoned out for a second. What were we talking about?” I asked. “We were asking if you had any questions on the subject, ma.” Jane said. I blinked. I had no idea what subject they were even referring to. “Oh! Okay, um, let me see.” I flipped open my notebook, skimming through the pages for anything that I could ask only to come up short. I raised my head, seeing their expectant faces and I immediately felt bad. “You know what? How about we adjourn this meeting, yes? I’m so sorry but I just have a lot on my plate right now. I am really sorry.” I apologized. “Of course ma. Whenever you’re ready.” She replied, smiling. “Ladies, gentlemen, we will meet again next week to continue our review
CARTER’S POVI stood by the bleachers watching as the players practiced. The playoffs were in a week and the tension was high as they played, going over the same routines over and over. One particular player stood out, holding my attention for more than half of the time I stood there. He was the man that now held Alvira's heart. The past month has been with me constantly trying to get her to forgive me and speak to me and every single time, I was met with a brick wall. But I was not going to give up anytime soon. I was going to keep up until I knew that she had finally forgiven me. I have already come to terms with the fact that she can never be mine again. I mean, I blew up any other chances myself when I broke her heart. The new private investigator I hired had told me of her relationship with the man and how she spent every Sunday evening at their family house for dinner. It tore at my heart that I could not be the one to provide her with the love and care that she had always
ALVIRA’S POVHow could he have possibly found me? Oh my God, help me!I could barely sleep for days. Seeing Carter for the first time since that unfortunate night had brought back a flurry of emotions. I did not know how to feel or react and somehow ended up having a panic attack. I was grateful that Clarissa had been there to help me or I would have passed out. I could no longer focus at work or anywhere. I would find myself zoning out just thinking about him. He had not aged a bit ever since. He still looked as handsome as he was when he broke my heart. He had also grown out his beards just a little bit. Exactly how I liked it. But it was too late to think about that now. It has been a week and a few days since he showed up back in my life and I hate to admit that I have not stopped thinking about him. Truth is, I never stopped thinking about him. One doesn’t just forget about one’s first love. How could I? He was my first in so many ways, I had made so many memories with him and
CARTER’S POVGod, she was breathtaking.“Hello, Alvira. Where have you been? I have been looking everywhere for you.” I started.I looked at her, she looked like a breath of fresh air in the busy streets of New York. I could not stop looking at her. She had gotten even prettier, she looked plumper in all the right places and my God, did she look delicious. It felt like it was just us two in the world and all I could do was continue to look at her like my life depended on it. Oh! What a relief to finally set my eyes on her. I have been looking for her for ages and here she was, standing in front of me, looking just as radiant as she did a year ago, if not more in her simple but elegant outfit.She was dressed in a simple plaid shirt and plain grey pants, the outfit holding just the right parts of her. Her hair was in a sleek ponytail and she had some cute fancy hair pins to hold off extra strands or just to accessorize, I could not tell but they looked gorgeous on her all the same.I
ALVIRA’S POV“These are the files you requested for ma'am. I also added the due diligence report you asked for and dropped some of my notes for you.” Jane, my assistant, said, walking into the office and gently placing the folder on my table.“Thank you, Jane. I will go through them in a minute and then we will have the meeting with the finance and marketing department on the next step. Please schedule it for tomorrow morning. I want to have this project done and over by the end of this week.” I said. “Of course, ma. I will get to that immediately.”“Thank you. And one more thing, Jane..”“Yes?”“How are your studies? I hope you are taking them seriously?” I asked.“Of course ma’am. Trust me, passing my finals is all that matters to me right now.” she enthused.“That is the spirit. Keep it up.” “Thank you ma’am. Your support to me these past few months have been everything to me.”“Come on. It is nothing. You can go on with your work now.” I said.“Alright ma.”I immediately went th
ALVIRA’S POVIt had been three months since I was discharged from the hospital and began living with the Zimmerman family and all I can say is that, if it has been nothing but a blessing being with these lovely souls. I was able to not only see but to also have a first hand experience of what unfiltered love felt and looked like. It was such a breath of fresh air to see James continuously fawning over Cecil. I loved watching the way they would flirt with each other endlessly, her grin permanently plastered on her face. It was just so refreshing. Lucas always gagged and behaved like he was disgusted by it and it pleased me to continually tease him about it endlessly. The look on his face was always priceless. Clarissa had finally come back to the states and it has been a somewhat smooth ride all along. It was refreshing to be around people who were there to help me get out of tough times. I was not completely out of the woods yet but I could already see the light at the end of the tu
CARTER’S POVEverything happened so fast. One minute I was living my best life in Greece, and the very next, I was boarding a ten hour flight back to New York, sitting uncomfortably and impatiently as I counted down the seconds before we landed. With the way I was reacting, one would dare think that I had a very loving relationship with my father and would be so devastated if anything were to happen to him. Well, a part of it was true but another part of it was also not true. True, my father and I were not the best of pals and hardly got along very well, but that did not mean that I wished any bad thing to come to him. I just wanted to stay as far away from him as possible. I was grateful to Larry for his ability to think on his feet. Ever since the call had come in, he had been the one making the arrangements and making sure that everything went smoothly. He had arranged for the plane to be ready in an hour and had the staff come over to help me arrange my stuff into the car bef
CARTER’S POVLife as a self made multimillionaire was great. I got to have the most beautiful girls, make crucial decisions, spend money however I wanted to, traveled to places I wanted to around the world, and drove only the latest versions of the most expensive cars in the world. I mean, with a face and body like mine coupled with pockets as deep as mine, I was unstoppable. Business was booming and the profits were tripling. The investors were happy which meant more money was being reinvested back into the business. Larry, being the fuvking genius that he was, was relentless when it came to making deals and negotiating with clients. I could never have asked for a more perfect partner. Now, all that was left was to finally be able to cash in on the inheritance money that was sure to come in anytime soon. Although, with the amount of money that I now had sitting in my numerous bank accounts and investments, I wasn’t so interested in the will as much as before. But still, who wasn’t
ALVIRA’S POVLife with the Zimmerman family has been nothing but wonderful. It felt good to finally get to have a glimpse of what being in a family feels like. I watched as Lucas and his family interacted and I had to admit, it kind of stung. All I have ever wished for growing up was to experience the joy of being in a loving family. As an orphan, I had been passed from one orphanage to another, always hoping to the forces that be that somehow, I would get accepted into a home where I would experience the love and care and acceptance of a family. But alas, that was not to be my lot in life. It was nice to finally experience a bit of love from a family. Cecil had been a sweetheart to me ever since she finally met me. I remember how she had held me c like I was some fragile piece of china. “We are going to make sure we help you get through this, okay?” I remember her words. It had taken every single part of me to hold back from bawling my eyes out. She just had the calmest of faces,